The wildflowers around this time of year are my favorite. I see them all across the high way and i’ve always thought about stopping my car on the side of the road to get a good close look at them. A few weeks after graduation I received a gift of a new camera (Sony A 5100) and I decided to take some photos of the wild flowers i’ve been seeing. It turned out to be a great excuse to prance around in the sunshine and Florida flowers.
A continuation of more brooding black and white photos for this week. I didn’t plan this, but clearly this is only an accurate representation of my own moods. Life throws itself at you, but never in a whole piece. It’s all about how you put those pieces together and see the whole picture.
I spent yesterday visiting different book stores in Brooklyn. I’ll admit that i’m not the biggest reading enthusiast. I prefer picture books. I pay attention to the way letters look, rather than read them. But still, books hold a wonderful charm to them, just as do book stores. Safe, cozy, and organized.
Then I got the chance to peek into the city’s Community BookStore. Different, chaotic, quirky. I may not read many books, but they sure are beautiful to take photos of.
I fell a little behind on the days, and my camera lens broke the other day, but i’ll upload what I can. New York is a wild experience of every flavor. There is diversity everywhere and even in the ugliest parts there’s an unexpected charm. But what I love most is when you blur the lights a little, everything starts looking the same.
I’m adjusting to a new setting: New York City. I took this classic sunset photo as I drove over here Sunday night, and i’m planning on shooting the rest of my 365s for this week here in this bustling city. I don’t even know where to start, but we’ll find out soon enough where I end up.
Making magic without a wand. Or in this case the wand is my incense stick, and the magic is creating this beautiful image with absolutely $0 budget. See? The magic that lets me make art without emptying my wallets. I like it.
I admit, I enjoy the curious mystery of figuring out what kind of abstracted photo I’m looking at. But then again, the what doesn’t matter so much as the how. And the how isn’t as interesting at the why. And I’m still trying to figure out what’s the why and so then there you go.