Friday. The new semester approaches. I have articles to complete, classes to prepare...and then it happened.
I saw the light. Quite literally.
As a photographer of sorts, even as amateurish as I am, I notice the light. I see it where I expect it. Sometimes I look for it where I think it might not be, or it might have an interesting photographic effect.
Today, at a particular point in time, I suddenly became conscious of light where it shouldn't have been.
A new light... |
I looked for and found the source:
...and its source |
I'll keep watching.
And I'll keep watching the port, I can't help myself. The colour, the light, the grey...
The grey swallowed the bridge |
My favourite splash of yellow on blue |
Seeing the light, it's part of the day job but it is also a key part of this hobby.
How my neighbour explains his hobby, I'm not sure...on the way to the bus stop this morning...
Bamboo grove of intrigue |
...his WW2 surplus jeeps make quite the picture among the bamboo. I'm yet to see the light on this one.
[Camera : Lumix TZ-85, 2.25pm, 2.34pm, 3.34pm; iPhone 6S, 10.18am; 2 September 2016]