Yesterday, after that somewhat introspective beginning, turned into rather a scattered but interesting affair. Not long after completing my posts for the morning I got a comment from a rather unlikely source. During the Super Bowl I went out into the crowds and just did some random people shots. One would calculate that in a crowd of 100,000 people these are as close to public anonymity as one might get. Amazingly though, my commenter was writing to say that the people in my shot were actually with him that day and that he was out taking their photos at the same time! I won’t rehash all this here as you can read his blog post on the topic but suffice to say that I was taken aback. Apparently Google really DOES know everything. Yikes.
After that little revelation Laura and I headed out in a random direction with no particular destination in mind, headed simply, towards the light. As always, click any of the photos to view them in Smugmug and do whatever activities Smugmug allows including flipping through the whole album without my commentary.
I’ve learned, I think, more or less the art of taking a photo without actually stopping the car. Shutter speed up, keep the shot level, and don’t expect anything too particularly detail-filled.
We finally pulled off on a little dirt road in the country…
…wherein we found a small and VERY old cemetery boasting stones from the early 1800s.
Of course I got distracted by the lichen. The stones were old enough and shaded enough and undisturbed enough to have some great examples of these intriguing life forms.
Moving on we made our way around a few small towns in the area. This shot, another drive-by, struck me as unsettling in composition.
This… yeah… hard to know exactly what to say about this. I can sit around and assign meaning to it all day long. You’ve got the church steeple, the stoplight and the camera lens. Is this symbolic of the union between church, the state and art? Perhaps the camera is the watchful eye of… man that keeps vigil over them both? I dunno, but for some reason I like it. Which means, of course, that everybody else looks at it and scratches their head. C’est la vie.
Speaking of the State, we did see Officer Obie.
Alright, so here’s where things get really interesting. Lafayette is filled with factories and in particular this Tate & Lyle one has always stood out for me. Even as a young boy when my grandparents went to the mall I saw this ever-present smoke stack and was a bit awestruck. For a long time I’ve imagined what it would be like to capture this landmark behind a sunset. This, apparently, was the day though I’ll admit it didn’t QUITE turn out the way I’d imagined. Firstly, the item sans sunset.
And here… well, here are a few. I’ll not say that I’m disappointed but they’re not nearly as clean as I would have hoped for. They look rather apocalyptic which in some ways is actually BETTER since my whole point to the pieces was to represent the struggle between nature and mankind. Man, thoughtlessly hurling his waste into the air while an angry, glowering sun looks on. I’d say… well, I’d say it does look rather angry.
In summation, it was an interesting day that was, and in allways unexpected. I have to applaud Laura, as usual, for patiently driving about all of known creation with me chasing sunsets and sundry other things.