I had dropped my bags grabbed some supper and my wide angle lens and went to explore how this area of Athens was going to photograph. I had walked down a fairly commercial street filled with American stores and I came smack up against this beauty. When a building starts to fall down the Athenians put these upper railings/deflector walls I think to prevent the pedestrians below from getting clunked on the head. It was a building of such character and my eye got pulled down the alley to the right to continue my exploration.
The Nanaimo Boatyards is home to a remarkable old building that holds a dry dock for large boats to come in and get some maintenance done. I don’t know how old it is but is there ever a lot of character in the building. The textures and tones were so interesting and they were all the more so when I converted the image to black and white. As I was looking at the image at full magnification when I began to prepare this post I realized that I may have had more than one image here. There were little stories that the picture was telling throughout the building so I cropped in tight on some of the interesting areas. Check them out below, you definitely give away some resolution but I think the results are pretty interesting.
I have found the city of Victoria and it’s architecture to be a significant inspiration for me. There is something that strikes me as I wander those streets with my camera that pushes the photographer in me to see things differently. I find the parts of a city that are on the edges of survival to have a truth in them that is so much more beautiful than the manicured lawns and refinished driveways of suburbia. The texture of this wall jumped out at me as a wonderful background to the three black openings of the windows. The texture of the glass that remains in the windows provides an interesting counterpoint to the yawning darkness below. The rusty stains around the edges and the lichens growing on the window sills bear silent testimony to dozens of winters, to hundreds of eyes looking out, to the arms resting on summer evenings watching the city walk by.
He stands at the edge of the land and looks out over the water. The old staircase is still there, it was there when he first moved to the coast and it would be there long after he was gone. They had once lead directly from the guest house down to water and he had stood there many mornings as he waited for the others to begin to stir. The wooden guest house had been destroyed in a storm, but the stairs, the stairs were still there.
I went for a long walk down the beach and came across a large concrete staircase that extended down into the sand and the water at high tide. It was tilted at such a crazy angle and it didn’t really lead anywhere, just up on to some rocks on the beach. I found the thing very compelling and spent quite a while working to get the best image of it. I really liked the way that the railings draw you into the picture and pull you down towards the the horizon and the dramatic sky. The B&W treatment emphasizes the form and the lines of the image.
I got up before dawn to wander around Victoria and take photos. I got some of the typical sunrise pictures but after the sun was pretty much up the light was so beautiful and I turned from the east where the sun had just put on a pretty amazing show to the west to see what the light was doing to the potential subjects around me. I was wondering on the beach when I stumbled over this bit of salvage below. I have no idea what it is but the morning light on the rocks and the clouds scudding across the sky and this bit of rusty metal in between made a really interesting image. Getting low and close with a really wide angle lens can give your image a very interesting foreground that includes a lot of the background as well.