The full file is available for download, Chris. If you would like to show me where you would crop to a square on this image, I'd be happy to see it. You could post the image privately to Sta.sh and send me a link.
I didn't take adjacent frames to make a pano and the lighting is not repeatable. The light is a very important element for me. Next time I'll just bring a $40,000 digital Hasselblad with me on my walks.... haha.
what I like is how unassuming this image is.. for those travelling down that road it is a blurry shack, to those travelling up, their focus is solely atop the hill. I look at enough photos to know how some photographers try to use something unassuming as means to fake viewers into thinking that there is a deeper meaning, (as though if you dont know how important this unimportant thing is then I guess you dont deserve the gratification of understanding it either).
This is what it is. and for something I would personally hang in a museum is precisely why others would hang it in their bathroom. (true story I saw a jeff wall print in a bathroom of an apartment once).
This is a very wonderful comment not alone because it is so gratifying to be understood. The generosity of your comment as a fellow photographer is deeply appreciated.
Now, about the bathroom. I knew a home in which each member of the family was encouraged to collect art and they were wealthy so the collections were significant. The wife liked impressionists. The father liked Egyptian ancient artifacts and American painters. One of the daughters loved abstract expressionists. The son, I suspect, didn't have much interest in art collecting or even looking at it but he liked cowboys and Indians so he collected Fredrick Remington originals in various media [link] . I used the son's bathroom to change clothes once and was surrounded by framed Remington drawings. The father showed me the antiquities by taking me into his dressing room next to his bathroom in which all of the shoe drawers and shirt drawers were converted to hold those various objects, any one of which in any other home would have been the centerpiece of its art display. In both cases, you can just imagine how any conservator or archivist would pass out at the thought of these items being exposed to the humidity of a bathroom!
haha wow, what a story! This sheds light on a few questions I have had about art, collectors and their collections. I can just imagine the son in the end being the most prolific art collector out of his family. I also once questioned why people buy clearly stolen masterpieces, but I guess in the end it really is for themselves even if they could not share it.. then again if they could, would they at all. perhaps only to a few privileged.