He remembers being downtown. It was late. He'd just seen a movie and was walking back to his car. One of the people he was with said, "look up, see how beautiful the buildings are, the lights."
He reached for his camera, agreeing that the lights of the buildings against the dark night sky were beautiful and deserved to have a picture taken of them.
He stopped, took his cell phone out of his pocket, and took a picture.
Days later, at home thinking about the movie he'd seen--what it meant, the striking visual images, the language etc.--he realized he'd made a mistake and had taken a picture of the pavement, on which his right foot could be glimpsed, and not of the beautiful buildings as he'd intended.
Happens to me, but rarely becomes art. Nice!
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