motor eye | street. slam. camera.

The rain comes down. The city runs for cover. I’ve got one hand on the wheel, one eye on the road while the other guides my brain to shoot in the right direction — to figure out an angle, a shutter speed.
Something that makes sense.

The city runs and my windows drip, thick black rain echoes the clouds up high as human form is displaced, shaped out of proportion by glass, water and motion.
Father and daughter huddled on a corner, pink overcoat and pink boots
blue umbrellas turning in the wind.
Motor eye in a peeping car, swallow streets unseen — vandalized.

The rain comes down and the city runs. I’m tryin’ to capture ghosts
before they fade
before they drown.

 

Comments

[Kevin]

Poetry in motion, with black and white photography... I can't take any more it's too much ;-)
Love it!
The rain almost gives the images a painted feel. My favs are the 2nd one and the last.
I always try to make the most of the weather and shooting in the rain definitely brings new opportunities.

cheers,
Kevin.

[Patrick La Roque]

Thanks man :)