My photography workshop in the Olympics is only a few weeks away. After moving/painting/packing, WoW, work and a lot of rain & clouds, I’m rusty. Hell, I barely became familiar with my new camera in Guatemala. I still feel like I could better predict my pictures using the old, entry-level Canon Rebel SLR my family bought for me a decade ago.
So, I’ve been out every weekend for the past month with my camera, getting back into shape for the Olympics.
As I mentioned in my last blog post, I started out with waterfalls, but, of course, I realized pretty quickly that what the book listed–big, gushing, pouring waterfalls–is not very photogenic. This shot to the right (click to enlarge) of a nameless little creek I found on a hike with Katie last weekend is far more compelling than, say, this picture of Snoqualmie falls.
Last weekend, I went after my favorite subject in San Francisco: urban decay, grafiti and industrial grit. Seattle still has an active light industrial base, however, so I couldn’t find the collosal abandoned factories and buildings that were just down the street from me in Potrero Hill.
But grafiti can be found anywhere. I spent 1.5 hours last Saturday cruising around SoDo and Georgetown (an area south of downtown and the ballparks which I insist on calling South of Market due to its similarity with that neighborhood), and found some interesting specimens, like this angry face to the left (click to enlarge). Lots more are in my Industrial Seattle gallery.
And today? Today, I started out at Volunteer 
Park just a few blocks north of home in Capitol Hill, and landed some interesting shots of some cacti–maybe euphorbs–in the Conservatory. There are more of the park in my Seattle gallery.
After that, though, I just scooted around, drove all the way to Seattle’s southern border, then up the coast through West Seattle and home. It was a gorgeous day, cool but not cold, sunny. A beautiful day for a ride.