While speeding down the highway on my way home after a longer-than-it-shoudl’ve-been type of shift, I spotted this truck, loaded to the brim (and beyond) with all manner of bric-a-brac, and decided to snap a couple of shots of it through the window.
I didn’t want to slow down, and it took me a minute to get the camera out of the bag, take the lens cap off, and turn it on, so I missed the bulging rear end of this apparently well balanced pile of metal and plastic. It was really just a throwaway shot, something to add to an archive of images I created many years ago on long drives back and forth from Springfield, IL to Dallas of strange loads that the semis carry back and forth on 40.
But then I started looking at it, and decided that I liked the way the light was working, and I liked the relative sharpness of things next to the motion-blurred highway and whatnot.
And I didn’t make it out to shoot any street stuff, but decided that this sortof qualified: maybe a new genre… highway photography: capturing the strange and fleeting—the decisive moments—of human person and cargo transport.
Silly, I know, but at least I’ll have a reason to carry the camera back and fort to work every day.
D7000. Nikkor 24mm f/2.8. ISO100, 1/125 (AP mode), f/11.
