Pabst on the Rail
Came upon this square capture from a very cold day this past winter. On assignment from class with a 6×6 Hasselblad (medium format film machine), I meandered around the indoor court between games and snapped a couple off.
Of course the focus here is that Blue Ribbon emblazoned on the canister of mouthly desire, near-ice cold in its natural habitat (at arm’s length on polo courts nationwide). It’s just above center, about 1/4 from left, 1/3 from top, and … just sitting there in a world of blur. The foreground blurred cans twice its size. The bokeh’d lights behind on the right. And on and on.
The other thing that I most enjoy here is that lighter valued line of the rail, coming from upper center to bottom left. And in that direction. Somehow I just can’t see the eye as starting bottom left and following into the frame – perhaps because it has blurred to near gone-ness by the time it reaches the frame, and as such doesn’t attract any attention. I just find it to be an interesting slice through the frame.
Battery’s just about dead. ‘revoir