Tiny Cliffs
The (tiny) cliffs of Lake Michigan – Pentwater, Michigan
Gueorgui Pinkhassov (via A set of photographs by Gueorgui Pinkhassov | Pavel Kosenko’s blog (English version))
Numbers 11, 23, 33, and 73 (above) are everything I love about color film photography. Just perfect.
Hot air jubilees, including the annual one in my hometown, are great for photography material. The colors, the shapes, the ambition.
But it’s hard not to fall into cliché. If you’ve seen one soaring balloon, you’ve probably seen them all. And unless you have an in-basket view, there’s only so much you can do from the ground.
It’s why I like focusing on the people behind the event – who puts these things together? What are their jobs? Is there any struggle?
Or, what if you took the colors away? And just focused on the shapes? Hence, this shot from just before sunset.
“I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer.” – Violette Leduc
The summer light is changing here in late July. The sun is rising a little later, the light is a little more golden, and the mists are gathering in the low spots.
It’s been a weirdly cool summer. A few hot days, but mostly May-like temperatures.
The way the light bends around the field, through the tall grasses – it’s almost like September already.
Abandoned House – Albion, Michigan
Thanks to fellow photographer Matt Lockwood for the heads-up on this place. I’ve photographed the exterior before, but never the interior.