My family recently had the opportunity to visit The Midwest Railway Preservation Society. Ever since I can remember, my father has had a passion for trains like no other. The basement had a train set from when he grew up in the 1950’s and 60’s. He would drag us to train museums as kids. At the time I felt like it was dragging, I never shared his passion. I honestly dreaded the thought of the mere sight of another train. I am now In my mid 30’s and have successfully stayed away from trains since I was a teenager. A couple months ago my father said there was an open house for the Midwest Railway Preservation Society. He asked if I would like to go along with him. At first I started to cringe, but then the light bulb turned on. With having a passion for photography, I thought this would be a nice opportunity for me. So I agreed to go and see things from my perspective this time. I am really glad I did, for once I was able to enjoy my time looking at trains. I found a way to incorporate my passion with my father’s. Part of […]
Often searching out the graphical symmetry in chaos, while still maintaining the personality and emotion of the subject. The excitement and anticipation as we waited to see the next piece of unpredictable chaos was electric.