I’ve been cycling all my life. It takes on different meanings as you get older – or get locked down by a virus. When that happened, I started roaming the fringes, the odd corners, of Minneapolis.
Doing photos along the way adds a sense of purpose. Composition, perspective and the feeling of space and distance, mean lenses – so carry a camera, not just a phone.
Sometimes I want the sense of just being somewhere that has no real significance other than a feeling of “place” and the passage of time:
I’m out in the winter, too. Yes, Minneapolis is cold and a bit grim as February drags on. But there are “places”.
I like photos that say out on the road, going somewhere, with line and perspective.
And… sky. I’m big on skies. Open space, the feeling you’re not tethered to everything and everyone. Look UP while you’re out there.
Wide angle lenses give a sense of being out in the open, in a place that extends around, above and below. Light, shadow, and perspective add to that effect.
Lately I’ve been thinking of these photos as “postcards”.