I'm always fascinated with what happens when two lights collide - visually but also in their meanings. There's such a fantastic confluence of light between the slightly violet of a foggy dusk and the harsh green of cheap security lighting. It's a lot like Berkeley itself I suppose. It makes for dramatic pictures anyway.
... ramblings about photography and stuff ...
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Sunday, September 9, 2012
rockridge, california
Sometimes fate aligns the colors in the world and presents you with an opportunity and a camera and a moment.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
crested butte, colorado
unfortunate framing and exposure, but it makes me nostalgic for my childhood. I recently went back to Colorado and, though so much has changed in our post-walmart homogenization effort, there are still moments of what I remember as solid. A rough hewn timber romance of some ancient mountain town - it becomes a marker, a meter of what's substantial.
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