Seriousness is seriously overrated. As the postcard that arrived in the mail today said, the supreme irony of life is that hardly anyone gets out alive. It may all be going to hell in a handbasket, but the smell of brimstone hasn't gotten too loud to keep you from enjoying yourself now.
Been enjoying some 'cameras in unusual places' expeditions, taking my Nikon along to places you wouldn't ordinarily thing of taking photos. One particular favorite has been the interstate, riding shotgun and shooting out the window as roll down the highway. One of these days I'll remember to clean the windows beforehand.
Don't get to ride shotgun much, usually I'm behind the wheel and naturally that's when I see things I want photos of. Highways always seem to have a unique perspective on the places they're passing through, been itching to take photos from them for a while now. Still experimenting with it, figuring out what works and what doesn't, what gear is necessary, just messin' around. It's been quite fun, seems nobody is expecting the Spanish Inquisition a street photographer on the highway.
The brutalist sculptures that are our highway infrastructure are another fun spot to bring a camera, at least when it's flooded. When the aliens show up, they're going to think we worship the automobile, with the reflections off the floodwaters they just seem like giant monuments to the internal combustion engine.
Alright, who else has some peculiar places they like to mess around with a camera at?
