Stop Sign of the Subconscious
My daughters had a drama rehearsal last week for their big Saturday night dinner theater. The drama teacher is notorious for going long on time, which is not a bad thing, but it does entail a lot of suspense-filled waiting, akin to watching water come to a boil. The question of the moment on every parent’s lips is, “Are they done yet?” Even the most involved parent’s demeanor can be shifted from excited hopefulness to that of a sedated mental patient with a simple horizontal nod, at which time they resume their sidewalk pacing and small talk.
Finding myself in this undesirable situation, I did what anyone else would do – I paced around and stared at the concrete sidewalk, stopping once in a while to engage in some small talk. After what seemed like hours, the late afternoon sun lit up the street in a way that only the late afternoon sun can. Feeling a subconscious urge to mentally stop and redirect my attention, I took out the camera phone and started shooting.
I like traffic signs for some reason. Maybe it’s the precision of the message they deliver (though it’s not always precise enough). Maybe it’s the symmetry and angularity. Maybe I’ve got some strange attraction to lines and angles. Maybe I was a stop sign in a previous life. Whatever the reason may be, it was certainly enough to make the Monday morning edition of the blog.
With regard to the rehearsal, it finished late as expected, but I learned that “late” is relative. Without the time to pace around and process my situation, I’d have never caught this photo. Having a sign that says “stop” was a great mental cue as well, one that I will pay a bit more attention to in the future.
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I was only a part of one play in my life in 5th grade, and it took forever to complete, even though it was a blast. I played a firewoman in a Davy Crockett play, it was fun. I bet your daughter is having a blast too.
The pic is cool, I like how you caught the shadow in it too.
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Dude, my daughters’ dance teachers both let them out late every week, so annoying. I like the picture, perhaps the analysis of the picture a bit more… 8.5
I think it’s the primary colours that make them such striking subjects for photographs! And the simplicity…
I used to love watching my boys in school plays…although the tension of hoping they didn’t fluff their lines was horrendous!
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Great shot and great background story to go with it! Enjoyed the post!
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Great shot. 5 from me!
Re: the play. But they’ll look back on it and remember that you took them there, right? So…that’s fantastic.
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