Was walking along the train tracks looking for photo opportunities last weekend when I spotted this torn-up slipper lying by the side of the track. It made me wonder... "Where is its owner?" Maybe I was being a little morbid and macabre when I composed the shot. But images and themes of death and suicide popped into my mind.
Shot on Kodak 100-TMX. (as with all my other shots on film, aperture and shutter speed forgotten, heh)
Admission of guilt : I digitally manipulated the picture, adding motion blur to the train. I shot the original with a tack-sharp train as I knew it was the last train before sun-down, so I thought it would provide me with more options when I went into post-processing. Since I couldn't possibly take two separate shots.
Does the composition work for you? And does it convey the same feeling as it did when I first saw it with my eyes? (without reading too much into all the mumbo-jumbo above. heh)
The final step before...