
Sharpwater
A pull from the archives of past life, a past location of circumstance, from a time in the greater Chicagoland area. Barely’ve even used this lens since I was there, though I always see it in the drawer. What with full time work again I haven’t had the gusto to shoot as much, even my daily dedication has faltered this week. And with it the persistent gear lust has evaporated. I could care less when the 5DIII will hit the shelves now.
Whatever the case, whilst combing some archives I came upon this. Reorganizing troves of data has the tendency to strike various nostalgic chords within me, the sheer mass of memories that flit by the screen and filenames change and folders rearrange.
Some night color here, simple as that. The gold coins in the background, some neon reflected in the roof of the car amidst its resident water droplets.
Moving again soon!
