I think the beauty of the universe just hits you at some point that even the little seemingly-insignificant stuff seem/feel way more beautiful. and I mean EVERY SINGLE THING ON THIS WIDE PLANET AND BEYOND (street dogs, trees, sky, people and their behaviour, stars, the moon, the sun, books, the grass, moles, eye-lashes, notebooks, history, destruction, rain, music, nails, animals, the sea, ideas, emotions, inventions, strings, instruments, handwritings, flowers, scents, food, outer space, honey, colours, your own skin and body.. Etc) that you choose you’d rather enjoy than record its beauty one way or another -by painting, photographing, writing or any other form- it all becomes very overwhelming. and this feeling is enough.
Extraordinary photos of young hitchhikers and freight train hoppers by Mike Brodie
Mike Brodie (tumblr | facebook) first began photographing in 2004 when he was given a Polaroid camera. Working under the moniker, The Polaroid Kidd, Brodie spent the next four years circumambulating the U.S. amassing an archive of photographs that would go on to make up one of the few, true collections of American travel photography. Having never undergone any formal training, he chose to remained untethered to the pressures and expectations of the art market.
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