telephone poles. uncertainty

Things are changing and not in a good way. Out early this morning the streets were empty. Yes, it was a Sunday and the weather was not really worthy of a leisurely stroll. Searching the blocks around my place for inspiration was most certainly a solitary journey. Collecting images for review later today the feelings of the past week and notably today decidedly affecting my mood and point of view.

My intent was for bold imagery with strong lines. There was an abundance of choice in the small area I was circumnavigating, but what really captured my attention was a large rain puddle that had formed on the low end of a street corner I was crossing. Earlier in the week, I had thought about photo compositing images to create a single image for this week’s effort. The abundance of social distancing allowing more time than usual for sitting inside on the computer.

What I found instead was such an image present in real-time right in front of me. Transparent layers of water, motor oil, and an unsettled sky. Crosswalks and clouds with the swirl of petroleum distorting the image spoke volumes to the uncertainly I was feeling this morning as I wandered quietly on empty sidewalks and abandoned street corners.

At the current rate of change, it will be interesting to see where we are ten days from now.