Texture on the hiking trail
Texture of light and brick in Sacramento
And what about the elastic texture of time? It flies smoothly when having fun, yet drags roughly when dutifully dogging work.
I’ve not had time to capture or create an image to express this taffy-pull challenge of returning to work, that necessary reality tugging time from photography. And, therein lies the rub of my existential Which Way Photo Challenge: take time to make a living or make time to take a photo.
All hail the end of the COVID-battical!
Looking into the window of a lighting shop in Sacramento.
Early sun landing on the airport hangar rooftops in Truckee, as seen through the window.
Texture and spots … lines and dots … brown and dirty … ghostly Bodie, CA.
Initially posted in color in April 2014, I just converted the above image into a black and white pencil sketch.
First posted in September 2012 in black and white, this Yosemite view has long been one of my favorites.
Previously in de-saturated color in December 2012, the lines and texture seem to pop better in black and white.
Guardrail fencing zigzags up the walkway ramp over Highway 50
Caught in the chain links
and made separate from the darkness …
And what is the shutter?
But a poor reflection,
as in a mirror ….
“For Three decades, this sculpture stood in the plaza of the World Trade Center. Entitled ‘The Sphere,’ it was conceived by artist Fritz Koenig as a symbol of world peace. It was damaged during the tragic events of September 11, 2001, but endures as an icon of hope and the indestructible spirit of Americans. The Sphere was placed here on March 11, 2002 in memory of all who lost their lives to terrorist attacks at the World Trade Center.” (From the plaque at The Sphere’s June 2002 site in Battery Park).
The gaping dirt,
silent and isolated in the crowded June heat,
weeping for all that had been lost.