Latimer, Kansas – It’s been a struggle getting the ‘feel’ right on this image. It wants to be black and white, and it says it needs to be a little rough, but not to the point of looking phony. Dunno why some images are so overly concerned with themselves. On the other hand, the one below is pretty much saying “whatever…”.
In any case there’s an emotional dance in photographing scenes like these. It’s easy to lapse into a muggy nostalgia, or sentimentality. But there’s more going on below the skin in these areas, and in the weed-covered grounds of our collective memories. This little patch is so… chatty about things that just get lost in the telling. Oh, and at times I miss the simple beauty of snapshots from an old Hawkeye Brownie.
Nikon D300 w/ Nikkor 12-24mm