The Eugene

Once there was a renowned photographer and control freak called W. Eugene Smith.

For some inexplicable reason one of his most famous photographs is a sickly romantic cliche of little cultural, historical, social, or artistic value.

There's a spot near my place which I frequent frequently. And invariably during my frequencies I'm reminded of that nasty abomination.

Here is my 'homage'. It could also be seen, if you wish, as a homage to Peter Peryer, what with the anthropomorphism of inanimate objects.

Though I strongly suspect those thoughts were not running through my head at the time.