We had to go out early this morning, just as the city was starting its daily bustle. Crossing the common, as we passed the merry-go-round, the dog walkers were out in force and Back Bay’s sunlit skyline glistened in the distance. The air was clear and the temperature happily brisk. For a moment, a brief fleeting moment, COVID-19 was forgotten.
A real plus about the Fuji x100v is that it’s OK to use it in the rain. The lens gets water blurry of course but, the quality of the sensor is so good that even with that, the image comes out pretty well.
These folks were sheltering under a building’s big overhang not really wanting to walk out into the soaking rain. Putting them in the lower left of the image created plenty of space for me to show the soggy street.
I’m pretty happy with this image.
It may be COVID preventing us from our usual personal get-togethers or maybe it’s just the ever increasing dominance of social media and other digital distractions but, whatever is causing us to retreat into that bundle of metal and silicon in our pockets or purses is slowly driving us mad.
Photographers, especially those of us who roam the streets, are prone to thinking that what they photograph is an honest glimpse of reality. It isn’t. What we shoot is only one person’s reality — ours.
I’m posting this image simply as photograph I’m fond of, as well as a visual commentary on our current covid-19 locked down situation. Leaving aside the current corona virus pandemic, I like the way the line on the floor leads to the locked gate with its sign. The leading lines are nice and I like the way the light fades in the distance.
Switching to the photograph as commentary, currently the world is in a dark place. The end of these hard times are dimly in view but a clear vision of what’s ahead still is far from clear.
Being dyslexic I don’t read that many books. I tend to be more an image person. My wife, on the other hand, devours books and loves to go to book stores and other gatherings of the printed word-world. I’m glad to tag along on the journeys as they tend to produce good opportunities for candid photographs. The pictures below are of Boston’s annual Antiquarian Book Fair. It was a gathering of some pretty rare items, both printed and human.
I certainly can’t claim that Boston is a bastion of conservatism but when I saw this truck it’s becoming increasingly clear that we’re in for a battle royal in the coming months.
This is the fountain in the middle of the Frog Pond, Boston’s favorite wading pool. On any given summer day, it’s surrounded by happy kids. It’s always a very happy place.
There comes a time in everyone’s life when there is an overwhelming need to get the hell out of our day to day existence for a while.
Sometimes they’re a little askew and blurred.