I’m glad that these ducts are labeled, but I wonder if people know where the exhaust vent is. I like the flat shadows and how the curved ones cast by the ribs define the pipe.
This shadow is interesting…
The biography of Leonardo DaVinci that I am reading, has a passage that tells about his revelation that there are no lines in nature. Leonardo explained that there is an “infinite gradation of shades and blending of them, which does not allow precise borders.”* Apparently, Leonardo studied and wrote quite a bit about shadows and […]
There was daylight today during my break. The sun had not even set. It cast strong tall shadows. I planted myself under a tree and took the picture shown below.
This abstract began as a free-form pencil sketch. A shape with three protrusions reminded me of a hand. I masked out a hand shape in front of the three-fingered one. Then I sketched in the missing two fingers of the partially hidden hand. This was difficult. The thumb and first two fingers face the viewer; […]
There was a time when people would have to find a telephone, attached by wires to Ma Bell’s network, if they wished to talk with someone far away. In fact, utility poles were called ‘telephone poles’, once upon a time, because they carried the wires, upon which telephone conversations were conducted. During my wanderings today, […]
I was on break, yet again today. I wandered to the warehouse wall that is a palette for the afternoon sun. This time the light pole shadow (from the same pole that wanted to be a tree, from the other day) barely reached the wall. The diagonal slats are framed by the construction elements of the […]
This scene caught my eye the other day during my break: I love the glowing light and the ambiguity of the shadow, which could be a freight train passing by.
I like the walk-your-bike sign below, but can’t imagine that a bike rider would see it. The ergonomics are just not there. However, someone walking a dog would be aware of signs on the ground, as their eyes would be focused at that level, anxiously awaiting the business of their wards. I cropped this photography […]
I couldn’t resist a reprise of yesterday’s photos of sunlight and shadows on a slatted awning over the porch.