Today was a work day. There was no plan for photography. I just stuffed my camera with its macro-lens in my backpack along with my frozen lunch and went. Crossing the river from Kentucky driving into Ohio across the Roebling bridge the sun just fully appeared in the sky.
The reflected morning sunlight from Paul Brown Stadium from my view was stunning. The structure appeared to be made of gold. I pulled over and grabbed this shot. Compositionally, I am sort of shoulder shrug, but the hue given off is nice to me.
Around lunch I went lurking outside to see what I could see. The red and the discoloration of the water pipe here caught my eye. That seems to be happening more often, small details catching my eye. Or the thought that this-at-that-angle would make for an interesting photo. And no, nothing magical about this picture. Of all the things on the street where this was taken, plus one more small detail, caught my eye as something different.
This bit of graffiti was penned on the corner of a building on the corner of 4th and Elm with what looks like a silver Sharpie. I can’t decipher it all, but I liked it (though I probably shouldn’t. Vandals!). The message seems simple enough. And I like small, harmless acts of rebellion and self-expression.
Finally there was this photo of this mail carrier box sitting in this pool of afternoon light in the office. The only reason this did catch my eye was because of the shadows and play of light and darkness. And for some reason the atmosphere created a sense of loneliness, like the box was abandoned there on this island. I know, strange right? But I still had to capture it, though I think there was probably a better angle for it.