Well, I’m missing wildflower season in the Columbia Gorge. The Shelter in Place order in the state of Oregon due to the pandemic is keeping me from my favorite places to be in the Spring. So, now what? Walkies in the neighborhood, of course.

The camera is just as good at leaving things out of an image as it is at including them. I took my infrared converted Nikon D300 along, and looked for things that I could omit from my pictures, like houses, and cars. What I was left with was this little creek, and a few other interesting compositions.

I left quite a bit out of the above picture. Carlos Santana once said that the silences are every bit as important as the notes of a guitar solo. I like that way of thinking.

Infrared changes everything, and forces a photographer to see the world in a different way. Colors that appear in clothing, take for instance the wrap she is wearing, can change completely depending on how much heat they are emitting. The actual wrap is brown with a yellow and orange pattern.

When we were out for the walk, I was seeing patterns and dynamic lines in the neighborhood, where before, they were just streets and sidewalks. The picture above is rife with converging lines. Had I never noticed them before? Maybe, but I certainly wasn’t thinking about taking pictures.

I may have to try this again with color, or maybe even a film camera. Who knows what we will see.