COSTAE by CHRISTOPHER LANGE
Sometimes I get bored.
My eyes get tired, I no longer feel inspired, and I start making really, really, REALLY boring photographs. Whenever I feel this starting to happen, I change my wandering habits, and go to a location that I either haven’t been to in a while, or have never visited before.
In this case, I decided to revisit the edge of Brooklyn Heights, where the Brooklyn Bridge park splits off into numerous paths and walkways, eventually snaking up to the ferry terminal. I was walking along, and hopped a few fences to get some better vantage points, before coming back to the pathway leading up towards Joralemon St. and noticing the absolutely beautiful light that was hitting these skeletons of warehouses.
It was really refreshing to photograph a subject I don’t normally look at, in an area that I don’t usually frequent. I was also fortunate to have the light on my side, that particular evening.
Who says 35mm is for wimps?