Moving but getting Nowhere
Last week’s photo assignment was ‘motion’.
My father had a stationary bicycle–Wisconsin winters are not particulary conducive to outdoor activities when you have heart problems–he used this bike for his daily exercise. This came home with me after he died and lives in the doorway between the sun room and living room in Texas–where summer temperatures make indoor cycling appealing.
I set my Canon up on the piano bench, figured out how to set the auto timer–focused it on the pedal part of the bicycle, pushed the button, hopped on the bicycle and started pedaling like mad. I moved the position of the camera several times to eliminate a rather busy background.
My other options included a windmill fan and water flowing from the pipe of the windmill but I liked this combination of colors.