Finding my way to perfect photo

I wait for others to wither



ANTHONY P. SHIMER Monument, originally uploaded by road_less_trvled.

I am Sir Henry Champagne Loriba, atleast I was once. Right now I am a monument. But trust my word, I did nothing monumental in my life. I tell you this because I am dead and also because I had a century to think about what I did with my life.

I was the youngest son in the grand family of Loriba. Everyone was naturally fond of me. My smile could melt hearts. Needless to say, I used it quite often. Being born rich had its advantages too. Parents used to there money-wand to fix anything I broke in my youth. After uneventful middle age filled with alcohol and parties. I died a death of non-descript but rich man.

My wife wanted to be a little novel, so she commissioned my statue in granite instead of the usual marble ones.

While all my pals withered away in their marble form in a non-descript cemetery in this small town. I became famous in my death by my sheer ability to stand long enough.

Who knew I would even be sent to Louvre for a show? Sadly some mad critic told that my form for just a cheap copy of some famous sculptors work and not the real thing. Now I am standing, waiting again for others statues to wither all over again…

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June 13, 2008 - Posted by | photo story | , , , , , ,

3 Comments »

  1. Nice Site layout for your blog. I am looking forward to reading more from you.

    Tom Humes

    Comment by Tom Humes | June 13, 2008 | Reply

  2. do look at my story as well

    Comment by Amit | June 14, 2008 | Reply

  3. do look at my story as well .

    Comment by Amit | June 14, 2008 | Reply


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