It's one o'clock in the morning and we're rolling down the trails and roads in and near Wilderness Park. This is what I love most about summer nights. Biking down empty streets under eerie light. It's quiet and as we get near 3rd and A the light pollution falls off and the stars pop into view.
A train rolls slowly past and I imagine it as a dragon crawling through the trees and under the street lamps.
The camera is an affirmation. It is Yes. Yes Yes Yes.
I've lived on 14th Street for nearly four years and I've photographed along it for nearly that long. I figured it was about time I started to go about it in a more systematic way.
Every time I walk to work I take the alleyway behind this house. I've been fascinated by this small stretch of road for years. It's a sanctuary for me. Quiet, sheltered on both sides by trees and rotten fences, I feel transported to a different, older, more peaceful time. In some ways it reminds me of the backwoods in Arkansas where I spent years as a child exploring.
But today the wind blew cold out of the North and a steady rain turned to sleet for a while as I walked. Ominous, depressing.
I had a lousy day at work.