This past week our street had a water main installed. It was a fascinating project to witness, but I’m glad it’s over. When I’m working at home or in my office, I need silence when writing or researching — the sounds of heavy machinery are extremely disruptive for my concentration. I’m not certain why this same need doesn’t apply in more public spaces. I wonder if it’s because I’m already actively blocking out people around me in order to preserve my sense of well-being. At home or in my office my guard is naturally down 1 and I’m more easily distracted.
This morning we awoke to the new main being flushed, filling our street like a temporary stream and granting me an opportunity to take some photos 2. My coffee hadn’t kicked fully in yet, so my brain didn’t consider my camera settings as I framed my captures. As a consequence, I kept my ISO lower than it should have been, which led to relatively slow shutter speed for such a fast moving subject 3. Despite this, I love the results. The motion blur of the water jetting out from the pipe reveals the force with which it was thrust out on to the street.
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