“People who fit don’t seek. The seekers are those that don’t fit.” ― Shannon L. Alder
In the process of fitting in, I learn I am unfit. In the act of seeking, something must be lost to truly understand what was found. The steps that lie ahead reveal greater knowledge of the faded steps behind. Perhaps instead of walking I should dance.
I hope you like today’s photo.
“Footsteps”, Nikon D800, ISO 800, f/20 at 1/250 sec., 300mm
I was just about to walk away from the train station while I was out on my photo-walk the other day, when I turned my head and saw her. She was sitting on some steps, concentrating on typing a text message at a speed I found intimidating even from a distance. The lighting was great, especially the way it bounced up off the pavement and illuminated her face under the brim of her cap. I was hesitant to interrupt her, but couldn’t help myself; I wanted the shot if she’d let me take it.
She took my card, and then came the usual delay that comes as people consider my out-of-the-blue photo request. She said yes – hooray! No sooner had I snapped the shot then she put her head down and went back to her text message. Regrettably, I didn’t interrupt again to ask her name. I hope she sees this and contacts me, as I am rather pleased with her photo and would like her to have a copy.
[Click image to expand/shrink its size.] Nikon D300, ISO 320, f/2.8 at 1/1500 sec, 85 mm
Fig. not able to decide something; unable to come to a decision.
The problem with being on the fence for too long is that it can lead to no activity or progress at all. Failure to act, over a prolonged period of time, typically leads to the death of an idea or goal.
If it’s truly important to you, get off the fence.
Nikon D300, ISO 200, 1/250 sec. at f/6.7, Nikkor 50 mm f/1.8 lens
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Downtown Salt Lake City has undergone some major reconstruction efforts in the last few years. The newer buildings form a stark contrast between the city’s older structures. Many of the latter have fallen into disuse or are awaiting demolition to make way for more “improvements”.
As I walked along the downtown streets the other day, I came upon what I felt was a striking illustration and visual perspective of the transience of our environment – both natural and manufactured. It caused me to reflect on how we tend to celebrate the death of our past, despite what we lose in the process.
Nikon D300, ISO 200, f/18 at 1/160 sec, 38 mm
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I was fully intending to capture some interesting shadows for today’s shoot, and so headed downtown mid-morning to wander about and experience my surroundings. I had only walked about a block from where I’d parked the car when I found myself pre-visualizing a shot that had no shadows in it at all, but rather a lot of lines and reflections. It was only a few minutes after capturing that shot, when I realized I was mid-composition on another shot that seemed to focus much more on lines than it did on shadows.
An hour later, while consuming one of the best baked tofu sandwiches ever concocted at Carlucci’s Deli, it dawned on me: I had completely abandoned all thought of shadows! My camera was only tuned in to the lines that shape and define my city.