Fujifilm X-T2, 35mm at f/5.6, 1/1250 sec, ISO 200
One irony of my photographic exploits is that I dove into the “real camera” pool in an effort to take better family pics. But my girls are often uninterested in being photographed these days. Plus I only share pics of them in forums that I can control rather than the general public. Thus most of what I share here and on Instagram has nothing to do with that original intent.
I don’t think I have an area of primary interest in photography. I’m not exclusively a street photographer, or a landscape photographer, or an architectural photographer. I just take walks with my X-T2 and hope to come across interesting things. I have a certain fondness for taking pictures of house numbers, though. I’m not really sure why. I just enjoy what you can imagine about the inside of a house based on its exterior entry point.
Here’s one I took a couple weeks ago. The late morning sun had just broken through the low clouds and was bathing everything in harsh light. I converted this to black and white in-camera, and really like how the contrast combined with the bars on the door, the NRA sticker, and the basic, military stenciled house number give this a feeling of a home to be avoided. In reality, it’s probably some nice, old lady’s home.