I fell in love with this wall as soon as I seen it! If you haven’t noticed by now I love the color blue, and this scene is no exception. It reminds me of the photos I’ve seen of urban Philadelphia and NY, I picture kids playing basket ball down a side alley way, and a fire hydrant down the block being used as a large sprinkler with giggling children yelling “tag your it” every 10 seconds.
With the weather being so wishy washy lately its exciting even to me to see what each days photo will produce. Our snow is starting to melt again, only to be slightly replenished by the brief flurry here and there. Were suppose to have a good amount of snow rounding the corner of the week, but until then Im enjoying the vibrant saturated beauty of the different hues I’ve been so blessed to observe through the lens.
This photo is accompanied by a funny story. These signs are on a car port at a condo community around from my house. Every time I drive past it always catches my eye, making me wonder what kind of biker hating people live in this little community. Well I found out when I stopped to take the picture. I pulled into the drive and parked the car to jump out real quick to take a few shots, when a older lady pulls up behind me and starts layin on the horn. So kindly I pulled forward out of her way and turned around to park right at the exit of the drive. I get out of the car with my camera, give the lady a generous smile and start taking pictures. I start to hear shouts “You cant park there!” “You have to leave”. I quickly started to understand the signs I was starring at through the lens. I look up and her she is storming over to me yelling at me “You cant park there” “You cant take pictures here” “What are you taking pictures of”. At this point I cant help but to laugh that this lady is letting this ruin her day. I told her I was taking picture of the sign because I like the way it looked. Her reply… “Yea its absolutely gorgeous… Im calling the cops”. I found my answer… Thats the kind of person who lives here.
I do love this image however. Up until today it evoked such mystery on who would be so strict as to not allow bikes right off a main road. Creatively I love the stark contrast between the new no biking sign and the tattered old private property sign. The brick makes the white in the sign and rain gutter below just pop. The bricks and rust trail on the bottom sign work as good leading lines to the dominating sign above.