my gold tinted world …

i dropped off my paintings at Ripley House this evening and took the scenic route home, going through the industrial port area of galena park, cutting through the washburn tunnel and down 225 to deer park. it was a balmy, but relatively cool day after the heavy early afternoon rains, so driving with the windows open was a nice change. there is no photo-editting in photoshop, i left the images as they were, only changing the names of the files.

this was the view in my sidemirror, as i headed east, the sun setting behind me. i loved how the lines in both images seem to fit perfectly with one another, as if extended from one scene to the next.

a rather odd angle, but that’s what comes of not bothering to look in the viewfinder as you’re driving down the road, simply propping the camera on your shoulder and having it face backwards.

same here with this. these drums are like sleepy giants lining the highway.

i sidetracked down battleground road in hopes of getting a nice shot of the san jacinto monument at dusk [alas, the park was closed and inaccessible]. in the meantime, i got this shot, which oddly enough, it’s hard to make out exactly what those spires are. they remind me of crosses and it sends a chill down my spine.

the only decent shot of my descent into the washburn tunnel.

but i think this was my favorite from the set. i can’t even say why, i just dig it: