A great travel image, Celia. It goes well beyond the other images in this gallery, many of which are exquisite in form and a feast for the eye. But this image offers me more room for thought, tickles my skewed sense of humor, and gives us a unique sense of place, which makes it my favorite. It is rich in abstraction in that we don't see where the beach leads to, or where it has come from. We don't see much sea, sky, sand, or water, either. Only a bit of each -- the bit that matters most.
The incongruity is tremendous -- a pathetically disoriented road sign, without a road, and a car at sea without a driver. All of which add up to an image dripping in human values. To me, this image speaks of abandonment, dislocation, disorientation, and disaster. (To name just four.) The image is organized as a series of diagonals sweeping us from the lower right corner up to the upper left corner. The car appears to have been coming into to port when abandoned. Meanwhile the skewed road sign puts up an argument, stubbornly insisting on pointing out to sea.
It takes a certain kind of person to make a picture like this, Celia. A person with a wonderfully warped, twisted sense of humor. Just like my own. This image is worthy of Elliott Erwitt, one of my favorite photographers. http://www.elliotterwitt.com/entry.html) You see here as he sees, Celia -- you present Tunisia in this image not as travelogue, but as Theatre of the Absurd. That's why it stirs my imagination, and asks me questions for which there are no answers.
