Cool tones- icy, chilly, removed.
I feel a distance growing between us.
And you I choose as the coolest of the cool.
The runners up in the cool contest:
(I’m sorry. I will never see you again.)
Our assignment this week was, obviously, finding and shooting cool tones. I went out and shot a few different times, but my favorite was late Tuesday morning. The day was gloomy and dreary. There was a drizzle of rain, misting my glasses and getting on my nerves. But I walked around downtown Atlanta, my camera in my hand, snapping away. And the longer I did this, the more numb my fingers turned, the less I could feel my nose, but the happier I became. I had a blast. Each picture, whether it fit the assignment or not, was a visceral reminder of why I’m here. Why I’m in school again in my (cough) thirties. I love, simply, taking pictures. I love creating an image, deciding a frame, attempting to capture mood and light and emotion inside a little rectangle.
It’s just the coolest.