White House

Museums must be my favorite hunting grounds for photography.  The stark white walls contrasted against beautiful fine art while patrons wander around, experiencing that art in their own headspace.  They bend their heads, twist their bodies, gesture with their arms, soaking it all up.


Sometimes I get caught up in it all as well.  I forget why I’m there and the time passes and I snap out of it and I haven’t made a single image.  On this particular day I had totally spaced as I walked around the graphical form of a house, split into a “V” in the center.  I remember that I was backing up to take it all in when someone bumped into me from behind.  I turned around to apologize when I saw that it wasn’t a patron at all.  One of the guards (who make sure that idiots like me don’t bump into large sculptures standing near a wall while they’re backing up and not paying attention to what they’re doing) had held up his hand to stop me from backing up any further.  


I apologized profusely and wandered back towards the house that I had just been looking at, a little embarrassed but glad I didn’t knock anything over with my camera bag.  The guard circled back around the house and settled with his back against the opposite wall.  He was definitely giving me the “I’m watching you” kind of look so I strafed a little to get out of his line-of-sight.  Instantly sensing an image, I shuffled slightly more to the left to completely bifurcate the suspicious guard and made the image above.  


White House, shot on film on a film camera, and push-proceed +1 by film lab

 

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