Monday, August 30, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
10-8-29

Pictures of cars. There are a number of them. Here's another. Yesterday too. They are usually older cars, probably always older cars. I'm not sure exactly what it is about them that's so appealing. I don't like driving them, new cars handle so much better, are faster, use less gas. Is it what they represent? A time when things were simpler? In so many ways we base how successful we are on how much we own. When this car was made there was no such thing as an iPod, a cell phone, a PlayStation, a computer, etc etc. Wanting this car is more about nostalgia than anything and nostalgia is a powerful drug. And still, I take pictures of old cars and more often than they appear here and will continue to do so.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
10-8-28

I almost bought a muscle car a few weeks ago.
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Wednesday, August 25, 2010
10-8-25

So I missed another day. I didn't mean to but I fell asleep before I managed to get some pixels converted to some whimsical part of my day. I tried to make up for it by taking a photograph at dawn. It wasn't that I got up early to do this but I don't sleep a lot and when I'm asleep at 11pm I'm up at 5am. I suppose that's six hours, probably enough sleep for someone my age. I used to take a lot of photographs of sunrises. Lately I haven't so much. I'm sure there's some symbolic meaning to that but at the moment I don't know what it is.
I am finding more and more that landscapes are intriguing and John Hendry park, probably partially due to proximity, lures me again and again. It, like most urban landscapes, is completely contrived but is somehow comforting. And then people show up.
I think I'd like to take black and white photographs for a week. No good reason. Probably a few bad reasons. Bad reasons have never stopped me before.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
10-8-16
10-8-15
The days are easy to miss. Accidentally another one slips through my fingers without a single photograph taken. I guess it's okay. But not really.
10-8-14
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