My photography professor told us to shoot twenty photos this week (not hard task for me) and told us we should shoot every day. I most definitely agree with him. He talked about how he shot every day and he’s been shooting since the 70’s. There are some days where I fail to make time for photos but I try my best to shoot as much as I can. One because it improves my skill and two because there are amazing photos waiting to be taken everywhere. So this morning I headed to class, camera in bag as always and I saw this guy. He was using this concrete saw to cut tiles and was creating a huge cloud of dust. And because I always have my camera I was able to get this shot.
It was a stupid, rough day today. It was a shitty day at work (rolling bunks of lumber, tipping a forklift) and on top of that I was arguing with someone the whole day. But things like that come to an end. Work ended, the argument ended. I talked it out with my mom, who’s is always ready to listen. And then I drove. I drove down my favorite roads, no music, windows down, cool air rushing in, cicadas buzzing, fireflies blinking over the cornfields, the smell of dust and Indiana from the cloud of dust that followed my car as I sped down the road. It was damn near perfect. And by the end of it, how could I not feel better. Because those things, all wrapped up in a drive out in the country is one of most healing and comforting things in the world.
While most people avoid gravel roads, because of the dust and noise, I’m drawn to them. I love the dust, I love having the road to myself. I love the fields, the farm houses, the cows, and the big, open sky. I’ve always found the coolest places and the best shots while exploring gravel roads. I’ve driven down countless roads, countless times. I usually find something interesting. A lot of the time I don’t get shots. It’s usually just me blaring music, speeding down the road, in my own little world. But every now and then I find something fun.
A good portion of today was spent driving. I had nothing to do today and no really to see. So I drove. I drove down twisting country roads, kicking up dust, speeding past farms and blaring music. I thought about a lot of stuff, daydreamed, and cleared my head. Some days I hate driving. And other days I love it. Today was one of those days. I like to explore, I like having the road to myself, I like my music and I like my alone time.
Shot in rural Hendricks County