It was a quiet week exploring the frontier. I’m still alive.
The end of February was not without its challenges. The weather was mostly decent. It was hard to overstate how happy I was making it through the week without a freak blizzard hitting the area.
Work was a bit insane. Making a note here, I made it through without being fired, ‘huge success.’ Some situations were a bit questionable and eventually resolved. ‘Im glad I got burned, thinking of all the things I learned.’
There was something ominous about that lone red Vespa in a parking lot, petrichor in the air.
For a moment, I made it to one of my happy places, Grounds for Sculpture. Mentally that place is so delicious and moist, like an excellent chocolate coffee cake for the brain. Inspiration was had, and I was not even angry when I realized how short the trip would. The points of data received were quite valuable.
There were cold days for this time of year its to be expected. The moments in the morning where the water was frozen, the air crisp and clean was pleasant.
So it was a cold crisp Sunday Morning, the first day of March. I was out for some quiet #PhotoMeditation. Under a bridge, something caught my eye. As I am composing my frame, a gentleman asked me what I was doing. I politely entertain him, hoping to quickly end the exchange. As I go back to my quiet moment, he badgers me to take his picture. So I do, he departs.
Then, Espresso and mentally prepping myself for the next week.
Gear used this week
Tamron 17-28 f2.8
Tamron 28-75 f2.8 ,
Sony 85mm FE f1.8
Sony 50mm FE 1.8
Wandrd Prvk 31
These images, from my week of photography, describe to you and explain the light, places, textures, characters I’ve visually observed in my travels. If you can spare a little of your time and share in the wonders, I have seen.