Blur

My head was spinning and the things I held in my hands were making less and less sense. The camera I so dearly loved suddenly became an object from the future, and the buttons all blurred together. But still, in my, ahem, "altered" state, I still managed to take a few photos of passing art-cars and lights (I was most keenly interested in lights!). The following morning I laughed quietly to myself as I reviewed my recent art-work.

This was an art-car that I took a photo of  --- an enormous gold-fish on wheels. People inside were bobbing and dancing to music. They may have been handing out alcohol. I can't remember.