digital age

I took the camera out last Saturday. It was a cloudy day but a fair amount of sunlight escaped through. I photographed the empty bottles between flowers at Donnersbergerbrücke. I got down a nice culture cellar in Westend. I headed back home and I took a passage I had never taken before. I always had a fascination with unexpected loneliness. That’s the subject of my photographs around 85% of the time. I photographed the ramp that took you to a pedestrian-only bridge (empty). The sky had already turned around a quarter orange. The bridge had pinstripe glass panels that I framed buldings through. I got on the train and out of the station I saw an elderly couple holding each one a strap of the same bag. Sharing the weight of some wood planks and tools. I found a window to frame them isolated from other people and photographed. Once I got home, I realized my camera didn’t have a memory card in.