I take a lot of photos.
With three cameras (the 5D, my Nikon AW120, and my new LG G3, which takes amazingly good photos for a phone), I’ll always have at least one on me, and usually all three, as we go exploring. Recently, I broke my SD card reader, so was unable to get pics off the Big Dawg 5D (I’d also misplaced the cable). Last night I found it, and bam! there were another 2 000 pics from the past month alone.
My photos folder on the laptop is 109 Gb large, and contains 14 691 semi organized shots.
All of this to say that I take a lot of photos. They’re not all great, and in fact I’d call most of them entirely mediocre. I take them for a variety of reasons; to document, of course, but also to remember and cue me when it comes to write, and to illustrate some future science lesson I may one day teach. But most are just snapshots, of no interest to anyone but myself.
For example, (for some silly reason) I like stone walls, and so I have many pictures of ancient, and not so ancient stone walls from around the world. Some are thousands of years old, some merely hundreds. I like texture and light, and how light plays on surfaces. It’s weird, but then again, I’m Teddy, nice to meet you.
But every once in a while, the stars align, and I find myself in the right place at the right time, and with the right equipment to take a photo like this. I’ll call this my postcard shot, of the Chateau d’Eau, at the head of the Sainte-Clément Aqueduct in Montpellier.
It (the building, not necessarily the photo) is a stunner.