brick facade

Some mornings I get up when I don’t really want to, because it is a day I have dedicated to taking pictures. I use the camera like a sketchbook, taking visual rather than written notes. Let’s just say I have my cameras trained to be ready to go when I leave. One of these mornings occurred in Tulsa, Oklahoma, getting ready to explore Route 66 with my twin brother, Tom. We went over the tour guides and internet blogs. Called The Mother Road, Route 66 enabled drivers to go from Chicago to the Santa Monica Pier on one continuous road. It is legendary. It certainly gets us up early, often before sunrise, to drive to the next shooting spot. Sometimes I feel like the photo gods are laughing at us fools running around with a bunch of gear. If the obvious scenes don’t thrill me, then I remember to look up and especially behind me. Some locations lend themselves to countless opportunities for getting unique shots. I take the location as a challenge. The area was filled with neon signs, bus stops, and people milling around. In this shot, the sign struck me as a very clever twist on words. And here I am using it in the dailyphotogame.com. As the light was changing constantly on these signs, I feel fortunate that I noticed that particular sign. Photography can definitely be risky, and sometimes, at the end of a long shooting day, whiskey business!