Time Waits for No One

Yes, star crossed in pleasure the stream flows on by
Yes, as we’re sated in leisure, we watch it fly, yes
And time waits for no one, and it won’t wait for me

Time can tear down a building, or destroy a woman’s face
Hours are like diamonds, don’t let them waste
Time waits for no one, no favors has he
Time waits for no one , and it won’t wait for me

Men, they build towers to their passing yes, to their fame everlasting
Here he comes chopping and reaping, hear him laugh at their cheating
Drink in your summer, gather your corn
The dreams of the night time will vanish by dawn
And time waits for no one, and it won’t wait for me

The Rolling Stones, 1974

Time Waits for No One

Penance

This is Mason, a toughie on the football field and confident enough to pose naked, knowing the finished photographs would be exhibited internationally. My aim was to create a loose interpretation of Atlas, bearing the world on his shoulders.
So far so good.
To spare my female blushes, his fiancee was on hand to make sure no dangly bits would intrude into the picture. After much discussion, while I waited with my back turned, I heard the words, “duct tape” and “Nooooo!”.
Well, yes, the duct tape was used and there were muted screams (of pain) and a few tears (of laughter) but said dangly bits were neatly tucked away and the photographs were taken. So far, Penance – as it was eventually named – has won a couple of awards, so I think it was worth all the anguish.
Not quite sure what Mason would say, though.

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