A winding path is a metaphor, but in photography, it's a leading line — kind of like a leading lady, only more mysterious.
We are influenced by symbols all around us. For me, a leading line like this describes something to come or, returning home. Anyway, whenever I find something with direction, I look for ways to incorporate it into the scene so that it hopefully resonates at an emotional level.
I took this photo inside Hillsborough River State Park, which is just north of Tampa. It is somewhat typical of the parks we have in Florida, lush, full of vegetation, and with lots of trails that lead to mysterious places. Metaphorically speaking that is.
Here is a picture from the other day at the pier in Venice, Florida. Isn't it interesting how so many places are named after a city in Italy?
I suppose it's no surprise; it just makes me wonder what we'll name places on Mars should we ever begin to colonize there. If there are no bodies of water, Venice may not be high on the list. You never know.
These are the kinds of silly things I think about when I have nothing better to do.
I was somewhere off La Rambla watching other people shop. Not something I'm fond of, shopping that is.
There are a lot of things I'm not fond of, but having a camera turns the most hated activity into an artistic endeavor. Like taking pictures of shoppers, suddenly I can go shopping with my wife and have a good time.
But nowadays the only place it seems you can take photos of shoppers is in Europe. Here in the states, shopping is in a mall and the last time I took my camera, the mall cop and asked not to take photos. He said I could use a phone, but not a camera. If that doesn't sound ridiculous, I don't know what does.