As a general rule, I try not to duplicate the images which I feature on my blog. This image illustrated a post about rules and personality types, based on an article written by Gretchen Rubin. It generated an interesting discussion, with commenters identifying themselves in their relationship to rules.
But I have to admit – duplicate or not – I love this image. And when reviewing my January shots, it was this one that drew me back, again and again. So I hope you’ll bear with me and allow the repetition.
This image is somewhat of a departure from my usual style and composition. There’s a story here. Maybe a story as simple as the tired janitor who left for the night without putting the chairs away. Or in more fanciful, metaphorical terms – a story about a rebel, about someone who stands alone. Who doesn’t line up with the rest of the crowd but carves out her own space, right there in the middle of the floor. Not caring what the others think.
I love the light and the satiny shine of the floor and those gorgeous wavy distorted reflections, flowing like peach-tinted water. This image has depth and diagonal lines that pull you into those depths.
This image was taken from outside, through a window, into an interior space – taken on a whim, because the light was so lovely. With no expectations that it would later capture my heart. I figured it was a throw-away shot but I just couldn’t resist that floor.
I didn’t realize there was a story here until I looked deeper; beyond the reflections that initially caught my eye.
A story about listening to that quiet rebel voice. The one that asks “why not?” and “who says?”
A chair story.
Linking with the Photo-Heart Connection, hosted by Kat Sloma