I’ve always wanted to do a photo series of bodegas in the early morning, or any shop before it’s open. Maybe it’s having worked in retail and the food industry, but there’s something about those really early hours when you’re just setting up shop that seem more human.
Yes, finally! I took out my DSLR once more and took actual pictures this week. With the changing leaves, the colors have been gorgeous and I’m a little bit obsessed with the reds and oranges all over New Jersey right now.
I come from a long line of worriers. Women who’ve perfected the art of double- and triple-checking locked doors, repeatedly asking “are you sure?” until rage or frustration sets in, and quickly jumping from the most benign scenario to the world’s worst personal apocalypse. Frankly, it’s a skill.
I know I’m obsessed with sunflowers, but I’m a little bit in love with this old man sunflower I found in Belmar, NJ on Saturday. I was walking to my car when I passed it and needed to stop to grab a picture. There’s something so frail and delicate about a dying sunflower.
I forgot the charger for my camera’s battery, which means I was relegated to iPhoneography this week. I feel like I’m not able to hone in on the composition as much as I’d like when using just my phone, but I also like being forced to play with the idea of not having as much control.