"while sitting on brighton beach (UK) back in 2005 with my new girlfriend, verity, i thought the view of our feet pointing out to sea would make a nice photo. ever since then we’ve continued to document our travels in this way, resulting in a collection of over 100 photos. in 2011 the series took a new twist with the arrival of a third set of feet – our daughter matilda. you can already see her little feet getting bigger and bigger." - text and photos by tom robinson
photos: arbol de piedra, bolivia; nahuel huapi national park, argentina; machu pichu, peru; bâlea lake, romania; blue mountains, australia; ko pha-ngan, thailand; st. georges hospital, london; cabo de são vicente, portugal; voje valley, near stara fužina, slovenia; london, england
99% of bottles have labels and logos on them, the only reason you’re calling this bottle beautiful is because it’s empty. If it was full this picture would have 22 notes and nobody would give a shit. Stop calling it beautiful. It’s not, and it doesn’t matter because it’s a bottle and it doesn’t understand language.
It’s cool looking but it’s not the most beautiful bottle in the world. Stop making everything about beauty. It doesn’t matter if the bottle is beautiful. Is it a nice bottle? Is it air-tight? Is it recyclable? What are its political views? These are all things that are exponentially more important than “Is it beautiful?”.
You people will go to such great lengths to call every empty playground and dead leaf and empty bottle beautiful to make your blogs look more accepting and worldly but the truth is you wouldn’t give a shit if it wasn’t to make you feel good about yourself.