some excitement filled our side of the office floor as dark smoke billowed from a condominium building being constructed, the one in the centre. we heard the sounds of fire trucks and if you look closely, there's a news helicopter overhead, a tiny dot, if you will.
@moniquenadeau told me to get my camera as there's a fire across the street from us. it's actually about three blocks from our building. we only saw black smoke and that's what i had photographed here.
the novelty quickly wore out, at least for me.
thank you for your kind visits and comments; know that they are greatly appreciated.
But let me take a moment here to replay the conversation.
When I saw the smoke, I knew immediately that Vikki would want to know about this and take a picture. I walked back down the hall, saw her coming toward me.
"Get your camera!" I called to her.
She stops. "What for?" She sounds a little bored.
"There's a fire across the street," I tell her.
"Great!" she cries and bolts down the hall to her desk to get her camera.
Only a photographer finds the silver lining in the black smoke.
Vikki, that photo is amazing! I gather the building was still unoccupied, but did you send the photo to a news station? When the fire hit the Lunenburg waterfront, unbeknownst to me at the time, I was having dinner with a new couple, and it turned out she was a former editor (section) for the Wall Street Journal! Just off the top of her head, when she saw the photos on my camera, she listed the news people to contact! The next day, they were calling *me*!. She told me that I could now call myself a professional photographer, having had over 20+ photos in the news from NS to Ontario! Always be on the lookout for opportunity to knock! And it begins with having a camera at hand! (as you did)!
January 21st, 2016
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great photo
But let me take a moment here to replay the conversation.
When I saw the smoke, I knew immediately that Vikki would want to know about this and take a picture. I walked back down the hall, saw her coming toward me.
"Get your camera!" I called to her.
She stops. "What for?" She sounds a little bored.
"There's a fire across the street," I tell her.
"Great!" she cries and bolts down the hall to her desk to get her camera.
Only a photographer finds the silver lining in the black smoke.