And other musings on Cangiante, Sfumato, and Unione
I love going to the airport to pick people up. I usually go early so I can do a little phone photography. I always seem to get something or quite a bit of something to play with, and below is one of the finals.
I was wandering around the United terminal, waiting for Elise’s flight to get in, and as I was heading up to departures, I noticed the silhouette of the people heading up the escalator with me. A few trips up and down I had bunch of options to play with.
Alternative Process Atlanta Beach Beverly Shores Black & White Boston Canon Cat Chicago Collodion Commercial Culver Darkroom Deardorff Dunes Fall Family Film Fuji X-Pro Hipstamatic Instagram iPhone IQ350 Large Format Leica M6 M240 Medium Format Michigan New York P65+ Paper Negative Pebbles Phase One Portait Projects R8 Railroad Scrapping South Carolina Stellwagan Farm Studio Summitar Sweden Wet Plate
I stand still or move slowly, feeling things like the impulse of shapes, the direction of lines, the quality of surfaces. I frame with my eye (sometimes with my hands) as the ground glass would frame. Nothing that one could reasonably call thinking is taking place at this stage. The condition is total absorption; the decision (a picture!) is spontaneous. – Aaron Siskind, 1955
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