naffidy

I’ve taken to putting my earbuds in on the bus so that no one tries to talk to me, so that I can quietly take in the odd tiny waiting room a bus is. February right now, end of winter is here, too far north for most people. The days are just starting to get longer, but rush hour still matches up with sunset. Today a break from the snow, and the sun is glaring from the west, everyone has a dramatic light on them light like they’re lit for a film, with what I think it would be called a pepper. I made a film once, I helped make one that is, the director and producers knew about the lighting stuff, not me. A girl checked her reflection in her in the black screen of her phone, people seemed happy to have the sun on their faces, you get to miss the sun in winter. I’ve never much liked such dramatic light, too contrasty. I don’t take pictures of people on the bus, I know that it would upset people, my DSLR makes far too much noise to do it without notice anyways. I suppose I don’t like the dramatic light because then all someone sees is how pretty the light is. Of course light is the primary, and only part of any photograph when you get right down to it, but I think that life can be the subject too. If the lighting sparkles too much then that’s all you see.