Oh the light. After weeks of cajoling sunshine and shade onto the planar contours of brick and steel I was struck by something I must've seen. And the speedlights came out. Discs of gold, black tubes, all manner of clamps and transmitters.
It's different. And I feel more and more thinly stretched in my photographic pursuits as of late. While generally lavishing attention on the built environment, I keep darting about, jumping into other obligations and projects.
Which I suppose is all well and good. Perused a couple of professionals' sites today that had a heck of a spectrum of work. Anything and everything. And it was all quite good. But then of course there were others who seemed to shoot only products made of glass that were smaller than a breadbox, and shoot them expertly indeed.
Eh. I'll get there, somewhere.