As I sit in Hyperion sorting through my pictures (you know it is early when you are up before a coffee shop opens), I decide several things: 1) Do not listen to the weather update before 9am. I really do not need to know it is 20 degrees outside at 5am. I just do not want to get out of my car at that point. 2) I need thicker gloves. Ice coated fingers makes it really difficult to hold my camera (think "butterfingers" except colder). 3) I also think that I need to do this again, perhaps at 4am before the commuters come in. Many people have talked about the beauty of the wilderness, how great it is to get out of the city to the country where you can be all alone and solitary, how peaceful it is and so on. This is true - I would love to head out to some distant, cell-service lacking areas. But there is something uniquely appealing about being the only person in a town or city. Granted, I have to get up at some unearthly hours, but I think I will go do it again. It may perhaps be a good project over the next month to strive to capture the stillness of the city - photo projects give me something to do when I want to take pictures but do not have any weddings or events to attend.
|Light, Shadows, and the Grey In-Between|
|A Town Asleep|