I hadn’t been feeling too inspired lately, photography-wise. After my trip to beautiful Galiano Island a couple of weeks ago, I didn’t see much to catch my eye in this cold, rainy city. But then I decided, hell with that, there has to be interesting stuff somewhere even if the weather’s all yucky. So I took out my camera again. Then yesterday, on the way home from work, I found my muse. In the middle of snapping pictures of all the pretty Yaletown condo highrises, I started taking closeups of their facades instead of trying to take in the whole building.
Which turned out to be a lot more interesting. So I did it again this morning. And at lunch. And on the way back from work (taking a different route). I felt energised, having discovered a whole new way of looking at my city. Every building is unique, every angle of every building, from Yaletown’s sharp modern condos to the downtown core’s imposing glass office towers to Gastown’s lovely heritage brick buildings. And since nobody looks up except yokel tourists, I’m guessing it’s these colours and textures that are more likely to influence people’s moods than height and shape.
Not that I’m the first to do this. Now that I think about it, I may have been influenced by Michael Wolf’s photos of Hong Kong, which I discovered years ago through Angie McKaig’s blog.
Just because, I’ve shuffled the pictures. This is the first album of mine that’s not displayed in chronological order. Bonus points to whoever can name the locations—hell, I’ve forgotten half of them already.
(And the weather’s getting better, too!)