Picture: End of a railroad track built along the waterfront between Pier 24 & Pier 26, San Francisco, California.
As I mentioned in my last post, I recently had a chance to visit the Pier 24 Gallery of Photography on the San Francisco waterfront with several friend photographers. One of the great things I love about art is to see things through the eyes of another, to feel their interpretation of the world. There were very few examples of pure ‘landscape’ photography like I typically take. Instead, the experience was filled with visions of people, places, times gone by, nostalgia, grit, grime, and beauty brought forth, much of it from the world of the ordinary and ugly, transforming it in to a fixed memory that holds it’s own unique character.
I remember vividly the feeling of looking at some of Lee Friedlander’s images of random street corners, looking in through shop windows, and other scenes where 999 out of 1,000 of us would have walked right by without seeing anything at all.
Filled with the inspiration that comes from looking at and pondering art, I walk out of the doorway of the gallery, and immediately I’m confronted by something old, worn, and ugly. “Ahh… this must be what they mean.” Did I make it beautiful? Did I make art? I don’t think so, but the point is that other people may see it differently. The least I hope for is that I got my message across so the photo tells about something I wanted to say or found interesting.
It is still a nice shot, looking at it I think it would be great as a B+W