Reminds me of a poem I learned when I was small, I think Robert Louis
Stevenson - goes something like -
Yesterday, upon the stair
I met a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
I wish, I wish he'd go away.
:-)
Tina
>--- Kellie Deem <kdeem@gonzaga.edu> wrote:
> > I am doing a project for my photography class and I am going ot make a
> > pinhole camera. I was researching some galleries and I came across a
>picture
> > of a man, whose head was gone. How did they do that? Does it have
>something
> > to do with the time?
> >
> > Kellie
> > kdeem1@hotmail.com
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