I love taking photos at night. There’s a certain air of danger and mystery that surrounds taking pictures at night. You traipse through darkened streets and leaned against shaded buildings. The shadows that you are trying to capture could hold more than just the absence of light, and you are constantly pushing past that aspect of human nature that says “go, flee, get to the light.”
The boardwalk under Blue Water Bridge in Port Huron provided lots of photo opportunities. The lights shining on the water. The statue of Thomas Edison looking out over the bridge. The casino across the river in Canada and it’s ever changing light show. Even the blue lights lining the bridge made for a pretty sight.
I love the blur of lights in the distance, like tiny drops of watercolor paint on canvas. I love the movement of light when you move the camera. A boring streetlight suddenly is a beautiful rope of light, dancing across the frame.
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