As I was on my way home yesterday
I saw this:
I was fascinated by the how “protected” it seemed. And how closed in and unfriendly it was. Then I moved the camera so I could view the image I had just taken and saw this:
Which struck me in a completely different way. I loved the play of light across the metal seat back and the rich reds of the seat covers. There’s a hint of humanity in the background and brightness outside.
About davidgreen
Hanging around with the older students in the highschool photo club, I picked up a camera purely under the influence of peer pressure of the worst kind. I got addicted. I couldn't do anything about it. This was in 1974. It was years before I got my own camera. I had to borrow, beg to use my friend's cameras. This is my sad story.
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