Thursday, February 26, 2015

The thrill of shadow and light and the agony of the missed shot




Enclosed walkway at  NYC Penn Station

 

In the final analysis, this image may just constitute a throw away; but I want to tell the story anyway. There must be some type of work going on at Madison Square Garden, NYC, because there is a walkway enclosure in some areas. Basically it is an enclosure with temporary walls, acrylic windows, and a roof; you know, a walkway, nothing really special except, that lightthat wonderful light and, of course, the way the sun hit the enclosure from the perfect angle creating a beautiful array of light and shadow. Being addicted to photography as I am, there; I’ve said it, I’m a photo junkie, I thought it would make an interesting image, and a particularly interesting black and white image; chromatic greyscale, if you insist; but, I also needed a subject in my scene, I needed a person, to add dimension to the image and I needed them quickly. You see, I was on my way to a workshop, at B & H Photo, and did not want to be late. Suddenly, there she was; the woman of my dreams, or at least, the woman of my image; she was standing at an opening in the enclosure smoking a cigarette, and by the looks of it, she really needed it; smoke was swirling back into her face and behind her filtering into the enclosure; and believe me, this woman was in ecstasy, her eyes were rolling around like two runaway marbles racing down a steep hill. Now I had shadow, light, a subject, and, the topper, smoke. No sooner did I set my exposure and framing, two other persons walked through the enclosure, blocking my smoking lady. I politely stepped aside so they could pass; but by then, my muse was gone. Usually, I would have camped out there until another suitable subject presented themselves; however, as I said, I was running late, so regrettably, I had to leave, but not before I made this image. I still like the shadow and light, I still like the scene, but I miss that woman with rolling eyes and a hammerlock on her cigarette.

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