Had lunch again yesterday at One World Spokane. It was the first time Rhonda had eaten there. Afterwards, I braved the blistering heat for a brief walk through the neighborhood. Nothing extraordinary happened; I just love black and white pictures of alleyways, old buildings, and empty lots. Maybe I'm strange, but these kinds of scenes are just so beautifully lonely. When I see open urban spaces, I always imagine the past, as well as possible futures with gardens or indigenous plants.
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Urban
Had lunch again yesterday at One World Spokane. It was the first time Rhonda had eaten there. Afterwards, I braved the blistering heat for a brief walk through the neighborhood. Nothing extraordinary happened; I just love black and white pictures of alleyways, old buildings, and empty lots. Maybe I'm strange, but these kinds of scenes are just so beautifully lonely. When I see open urban spaces, I always imagine the past, as well as possible futures with gardens or indigenous plants.
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Oh I have to agree. I love black & white also for the same reasons. I took pictures of my home place (my grandparents farm)several years ago, in fall just before winter with the leaves all off the trees. All in black & white. They are stark, lonely, sad. They reflect my childhood, but not the time spent on that farm. One day I will go back at the same time of year & take them in color. Will they then be vibrant & happy -the way I remember my time there?
Beautiful photos!!
blessed be...
That reminds me that I would have loved to find some of the old places you mentioned in Sulphur. I love that kind of photography. There just wasn't enough time.
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