Photo by myself on the subway platform.
Heading home Thursday night, I felt a bit sad that I hadn't taken any photos all day. It was stressful day at work (this entire week has been terribly stressful). Then I spotted a woman on the subway platform.
She had wonderfully defined features. And even though the light was fluorescent, it was great. Then we heard the sounds of an approaching train. The front light was just visible, coming along the track.
The train pulled in. We all stepped on.
If there is a message about photography that I can impart, it would be this - it doesn't take much. There is something special even in the mundane moment. It can be the color or the angle or the quality of light.
Of course, you don't even need a camera. You just need at least one eyeball. The camera is just there to record and preserve and share the moment, later on.
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