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July 03, 2009 |
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The Eye of God
FOUND by Katie
in Denver, CO
Found in a house that once belonged to Thomas Hornsby Ferril, the late poet laureate of Denver. Writing classes and workshops are now held in the building, but in the basement boxes of forgotten items line the walls. This picture was found in a dusty old trunk and was accompanied a letter that was postmarked in July 1938.
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
I'd rather see the letter, myself. Smudges and a little rumpled bedding next to a white space isn't very exciting.
Oh goody, I get to be the first one to say it - "CREEPY!"
That's about all I can think of because this one's a little...meh.
I honestly have no idea as to what I am looking at.
First I turned by head horizontally and then I decided to go with what the other comments said.
But now it looks like a burning bush. You know, from the Bible.
I'm with Basil. Bring on the letter.
Am I the only one who sees a kid on the bed with a dog at his side?
I see the kid (but not the dog.)
I think this would make a great book jacket for a novel with macabre elements in its plot line.
I see a face at the bottom left corner, in profile. Is it perhaps a ghost? A man reflecting on the mysterious child and his corporeal dog? Or is it just a figment of my imagination? All I know is, 2012-4 is 2008; at least, that's what the spam tells me...
Where the hell is the letter?
It think it's only the eye of god if it's outside, in the sky. If it's in your creepy room, it's the eye of a demon, come to lick your tears and inhale your fear through a straw.
I am worried about these random boxes in the basement. Do people come and go as they please, taking the poor man's belongings? It really does bother me.
this is not a found, it's a stolen.
Oh yes, Yes, I see the dog. A lassie dog in the bottom left. And it looks to be a panther eye on the main part of the freak-ay picture.
LMAO @ Terry.. *hides all my straws*
P.S. I love the spam prot., that ends in 420.
That is odd, I see a colorful rainbow, a cat riding a unicycle and a locomotive.
Jessica, my thoughts exactly.
Mike, buddy, did you bring enought to share with the rest of the forum?
Oh, great, another grocery list!
What is it with the holiday weekend starting here in the US of A and people easing off on providing us with something interesting like a Keim photo, or a diary page, or a lost ceramic cat notice? All we have here is this guy's boring list. We're up in arms! Riot ensuing.
Ruth Louise! have you been shooting giant fireballs out of your eye in bed again?! Next time, shoot them at Baby Basil instead. She needs more excitement in her life.
But, If
You're Thinkin'
About My Baby
It Don't Matter If You're
Black Or White
This is a picture???
I feel like it's one of those tricky 'magic eye' pictures that were around a few years ago. Once again I can't see the other image.
No wonder I hated those things.
Jerry and his dog were sitting innocently in bed. Unbeknownst to them, a man named God was watching them from the corner. Someone tried to take a picture to show him, but it did not develop right.
if you look in the center between where the white and the black meet, you might find yourself looking at a demonic face, that could be lurking at the child and the dog?
I see a mouse, creepy face, squirrel, pig, owl, mouse, mole, some kind of larger (pic-maybe a cat?) animal, opossum and something else above that.
and a rabbit in the corner.
"I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It's clouds illusions I recall
I really dont know clouds at all."
Nightingale, you have hit it spot on, as ever.
Judy Collins though, if you don't mind (well yes, I know she didn't write the song...)
I always suspected that Denver was a more interesting place than people give it credit for. Didn't know it had its own Poet Laureate though.