Photography
I like to take pictures of odd things or at odd angles. I don't know why. I'm just fascinated by it. I blame National Geographic World.
For those of you who don't know or don't remember, National Geographic used to put out a magazine for kids, called NG World*. My gramma was a big one for the learning, so she got us a subscription to this for several years running when I was a kid (and my mom continued it from there). In the back of every issue, there were these close up photographs of stuff, and you were supposed to guess what it was a picture of. It was my favorite part of every issue.
Clearly, it deeply affected my appreciation of photography during my formative years.
I went to Palais Garnier today, because the sun spent most of the day hiding behind clouds, so it wasn't a good Pere Lachaise day. I missed the tour, so as a result, I found myself kicking around the Opera house with no plan and not a lot to see.
Except, apparently, the floor grates. Which I subsequently spent the next 2.5 hours photographing. I shot over 100 images of the brass grates over the heating ducts in the floor of the Paris Opera house.
Because apparently, I am easily fascinated.
What Is It? indeed.
* National Geographic World, btw, once featured a 12 year old Ally Sheedy, who had just written a book for kids about Queen Elizabeth called "She Was Nice to Mice." I still remember that all these years later and can see the picture of little Ally in my head. That's how I first "met" Ally Sheedy; imagine my surprise to see her in War Games years later. :)
For those of you who don't know or don't remember, National Geographic used to put out a magazine for kids, called NG World*. My gramma was a big one for the learning, so she got us a subscription to this for several years running when I was a kid (and my mom continued it from there). In the back of every issue, there were these close up photographs of stuff, and you were supposed to guess what it was a picture of. It was my favorite part of every issue.
Clearly, it deeply affected my appreciation of photography during my formative years.
I went to Palais Garnier today, because the sun spent most of the day hiding behind clouds, so it wasn't a good Pere Lachaise day. I missed the tour, so as a result, I found myself kicking around the Opera house with no plan and not a lot to see.
Except, apparently, the floor grates. Which I subsequently spent the next 2.5 hours photographing. I shot over 100 images of the brass grates over the heating ducts in the floor of the Paris Opera house.
Because apparently, I am easily fascinated.
What Is It? indeed.
* National Geographic World, btw, once featured a 12 year old Ally Sheedy, who had just written a book for kids about Queen Elizabeth called "She Was Nice to Mice." I still remember that all these years later and can see the picture of little Ally in my head. That's how I first "met" Ally Sheedy; imagine my surprise to see her in War Games years later. :)
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