All I Want to be
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This photo shows a wood pole with a large crack - stuffed with used cigarette butts. The photo was taken by Libby from Surry Hills, Australia and was found at The Art of Quitting. Smokers hang out near this pole which is near a bar. Since they can't smoke inside, they gather near this pole creating a sort of monument to smoking. Another interesting twist of irony - there is a red sign that says 'No Stopping' on the pole.

This photo will make any intelligent, thoughtful person stop and think. Great photographs have a way of telling a story while making us see the world in a new light.
Please share your thoughts.
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(thanks Kris)

There was a time when I worked in real estate development. As much as I enjoyed watching a new building go up, I have to admit my favorite type of project was a rehab, where an existing structure was repurposed and renovated.
In one instance we converted a commercial office/warehouse building in Manhattan into a luxury condominium. The central core of the building was demolished in order to allow for a new elevator and staircase. On one occasion, my artistic curiosity got the better of me, and I started snapping hundreds of shots of the interior in its raw, naked state. I felt in a sense that by peeling away the interior layers I was uncovering history. (We actually did find loads of interesting information about turn-of-the-century construction methodology.)
So, here it is - my first and only photographic exposé, shot on a simple Canon PowerShot S400 (4MP). The image is a 'collage' of the many snapshots I took. I wanted to create a sort of panorama of the site's raw beauty.
This is a photo taken by Amy McKenzie. Apparently this paint chip has between 150-200 layers of paint accumulated over the years (it's only 1cm thick - note the closeup of her fingertip.) Imagine what we'd learn about history if we could read paint layers like tree rings, huh?