How blessed are we? On top of these beautiful dunes in the Mojave desert. I think the second tallest dunes in California. From the base, they rise around 640 ft. I verified this on my Gaia GPS app. Quite the scene. Does it get much better than winter in the desert? Photographers paradise as the sun never gets too high so the light is right all day.
Found this old sign and thought it was pretty cool. Surely it’s been photographed already? Probably by a guy in a fedora and with some Portra. This was on old Route 66 next to I-40 about 30 miles east of Barstow. Our first time on this part of the old route and it was a nice ride with plenty of a past life to see.
I was watching Paulie B’s interview with Brian Karlsson and forgot about him since my departure from Instagram. We probably have a similar style. We both like photographing trash. I took this photo today. A summary of the future of our planet on one newspaper clip. Is this the start of a dystopian future? Are we already in one? Would we even know if we are in one? Anyways, I love taking these photos since I’m interested in society and history. What better way to preserve the past than taking a photo of it.
I think they are boring. Maybe I have the wrong ones.
100,000 keepers. Keeping it simple.
Why not tell a story about this photo. Usually when I see elaborate captions about a picture, it reminds me of Instagram and the impulsive desire to seek validation from strangers. The longer the caption, the more keywords and chance that the algorithm will push your photo to the masses. But I think this is a cool photo so here’s the story. It’s obviously a photo showing a man struggling to push a man up a hill on his wheel chair. Bonus for what looks like a very large penis dangling from his groin area. It’s really just the arm of he sweatshirt hanging down. That’s it, that’s the photo. After watching the man struggle for a bit, I walked over and helped him push the wheelchair up the hill. I assumed they knew each other, but no. The man struggling was merely helping a stranger like I was. We got him to the top of the hill and the other man took off. I did the same until the man in his wheelchair asked me to push him further down the road to his bus stop. Which I gladly did. Once I made it to the bus stop, he thanked me, shook my hand and that was that
I randomly ran into Eric and his son Seneca yesterday. This man is on another level. In a world where a lot of the people you meet are boring, seeing Eric is like going to a show at Vegas. Pure entertainment. Just observe and enjoy the show.
All stand out for various reasons in an ocean of cameras.
I think for these reasons its unique and stands out above the rest. The only camera that is slightly comparable is maybe the Leica Q series? But then the autofocus isn’t as good, fixed lens and I don’t think it has high efficiency raw files. I’ve had a Q2M and the raw files are a massive 88 mb each. And of course other Nikon cameras are just as capable but they look more like an electronic box. The build and aesthetic of the ZF is really superb and reminds me of holding an Leica M camera. Or people compare it to a Fujifilm X-T5 but it’s not full frame. To my knowledge there’s not a comparable camera. This is why Leica is able to charge such a premium. But the Nikon holds its own at a fraction of the Leica price and better in many ways.
Strike Photography. Cheesy name but at least it’s catchy. Kind of sounds like aggressive street photography Bruce Gilden style. I’ve been doing this for the past four years now. Los Angeles is paradise for it as we can legally ride on the sidewalks. Since I live on the beach, there are numerous boardwalks that share space with bikes and people. It’s a nice change of pace from walking around.
Chris Athanasiadis