I walk my dog around my neighbourhood everyday at different times of the day – this is a delight. And I tend to take photographs on my way. I cross a bridge over a freeway – which is often busy and at a standstill. These pictures were taken on my phone – this evening I took some on my Canon – but was unhappy with the result…practice makes perfect…
Here is the dog
Not so long ago, I drove in the early morning, well not that early from Taranaki to Auckland. It took around 5 hours. The morning was misty, cinematic. I stopped and took some pictures. There are times, when I stop, look and cannot believe the landscape before my eyes. The camera allows me to record what I see.
Pergamon – I walked in and it was overwhelming, I am dwarfed. The friezes and statues, walk ways and facades, mosaics. I sighed, I looked and I photographed…..http://www.smb.museum/smb/standorte/index.php?lang=en&objID=27&p=2
although these are not my feet, perhaps one day they will be. when you are young, very young, the summer is an eternity and though you do not feel like returning to school, each summer day seems like endless canvas. (do you remember this – have you forgotten in all your busy occupation)
and at its completion – exhausting.
and strangely enough i wished that i would be older – impatient to experience what was to come. little did i know – it is never what you expect. discovering photography in my early twenties was a revelation, of magic, chemistry and the ability to record a moment in time. able to record what you see over a life time – this began with film and eventually led to a digital slr – i kicked and screamed all the way.
aging cannot be helped – an inevitability – emphasise ability
this evening, a little rain and me in the backyard with the phone – click
the pixels are huge but i don’t mind its murky-nature – its graininess
that’s all now.
tomorrow on my lunch break i am going to take photographs of as many people as i can sneak up on
that will be tomorrow