I don’t know how old I was when I heard that birds have a very limited range and flight pattern, but that information impacted me; my train of thought went something like, “if I were a bird, I’d go someplace different every day. I’d be free.”

As a photographer, I want to see.  I want to go.  I want to see moments of light and shadow that are striking and unique.  But the reality is, I’m like a bird, going to the same places, seeing the same things.   Necessity seems to keep me within a 10 mile radius of my house.  Or when I do go for a day hike, I choose the same places.  Apart from work and other necessities, there’s something else, subtle, in the back of my mind, like the restraining bolt on R2D2, I can’t seem to think new thoughts about new places... this weekend, or maybe in the fall.  Covid-19 doesn't help.

So, true to form, here are some local black and white images from familiar haunts.  What's special? This is FILM, shot on a Hasselblad 500c, mostly with 80mm or 50mm lenses, maybe a cropped 150mm. Ilford PF+ ISO 50 film. Hover to see controls below.