Time Passes
As a photographer I'm inspired by beautiful landscapes, striking images, magical light, all the usual stuff. But there are other less tangible things such as history and the threads that connect places through time. I'm lucky to live in a beautiful old City that breathes history on every corner, and has more photo opps than you can shake a stick at. There had been people living in and around Lincoln for millennia before the Romans arrived, and this narrow street has witnessed so many things in it's time. The Romans marched through here two thousand years ago, on their way to the fort on top of the hill, a thousand years before the Cathedral was built.
I find it impossible to look at a scene like this without thinking of all those people, what they were doing, where they were going, and what they were thinking?
Now shoppers and tourists, and photographers on their way back to their car on a cold wet December evening, pass this way. I've taken this shot, or one very like it, many times before, but there is always something different so I never tire of it.
As a photographer I'm inspired by beautiful landscapes, striking images, magical light, all the usual stuff. But there are other less tangible things such as history and the threads that connect places through time. I'm lucky to live in a beautiful old City that breathes history on every corner, and has more photo opps than you can shake a stick at. There had been people living in and around Lincoln for millennia before the Romans arrived, and this narrow street has witnessed so many things in it's time. The Romans marched through here two thousand years ago, on their way to the fort on top of the hill, a thousand years before the Cathedral was built.
I find it impossible to look at a scene like this without thinking of all those people, what they were doing, where they were going, and what they were thinking?
Now shoppers and tourists, and photographers on their way back to their car on a cold wet December evening, pass this way. I've taken this shot, or one very like it, many times before, but there is always something different so I never tire of it.
Time Passes
As a photographer I'm inspired by beautiful landscapes, striking images, magical light, all the usual stuff. But there are other less tangible things such as history and the threads that connect places through time. I'm lucky to live in a beautiful old City that breathes history on every corner, and has more photo opps than you can shake a stick at. There had been people living in and around Lincoln for millennia before the Romans arrived, and this narrow street has witnessed so many things in it's time. The Romans marched through here two thousand years ago, on their way to the fort on top of the hill, a thousand years before the Cathedral was built.
I find it impossible to look at a scene like this without thinking of all those people, what they were doing, where they were going, and what they were thinking?
Now shoppers and tourists, and photographers on their way back to their car on a cold wet December evening, pass this way. I've taken this shot, or one very like it, many times before, but there is always something different so I never tire of it.
As a photographer I'm inspired by beautiful landscapes, striking images, magical light, all the usual stuff. But there are other less tangible things such as history and the threads that connect places through time. I'm lucky to live in a beautiful old City that breathes history on every corner, and has more photo opps than you can shake a stick at. There had been people living in and around Lincoln for millennia before the Romans arrived, and this narrow street has witnessed so many things in it's time. The Romans marched through here two thousand years ago, on their way to the fort on top of the hill, a thousand years before the Cathedral was built.
I find it impossible to look at a scene like this without thinking of all those people, what they were doing, where they were going, and what they were thinking?
Now shoppers and tourists, and photographers on their way back to their car on a cold wet December evening, pass this way. I've taken this shot, or one very like it, many times before, but there is always something different so I never tire of it.
Camera: Nikon Corporation (Nikon D50) |
More details: exif |
Original size: 1863px x 2760px |
Current: 203px x 300px |
