I walked until night fell.
I was back in Old Montreal for a few drinks with friends on Saturday afternoon. I packed the X-T1 before leaving and decided to mount the good old XF 35mm f/1.4 for a change — it's been feeling a little lonely since I bought the 23 and 56. To this day I still prefer working within constraints, leaving out any possibility of second guessing myself — so I always choose one prime lens. This is in keeping with my original X100's fixed lens use-what-you-have ethos: no zooming, no switching. If I can make the shot, great; if not... Tough, find another.
I'm always amazed by the transformative power of light on a given scene. This is the exact same area I was in a week and a half ago — same parking lot and same Gucci billboard in fact — but the effect is entirely different. This time, with the sun minutes away from setting and a fresh drizzle of rain, the streets were begging for colour, everything bathed in that pale amber glow we sometimes get before or after a summer storm.
I left the bar and walked aimlessly, a tourist in my own city... I walked until night fell.