I’ve read this post before, the one where the photographer thinks he has to travel to exotic locations to find good photos, only to discover the beauty that surrounds him. Maybe I’m a cynic, I’m sure if you visited Richmond you’d find something to shoot, but I don’t. I’ve lived here for almost 20 years. I’ve see it, and familiarity wears on me.
Initially I resigned myself to the occasional vacation or business trip for a nice photo outing, but realized that my concept of “hometown” was pretty small. Given my job, family, activities, I spend most of my time within a 30 minutes radius which, while momentarily depressing, gave me the idea to zoom out a bit further. It appears that I only need travel a hour or so to find myself in an “exotic” setting.
Spend a few minute on Google Maps using satellite view and you can find places you wouldn’t imagine existed nearby. I found an antique truck graveyard a little over and hour from my home, so I paid it a visit last fall. A generous older man, sitting in a room filled with books and stacks of paperwork, said I could wander as long as I “closed any door I opened, so the wild animals don’t climb in”. I should have asked to photograph him in his office, but I had the feeling I was already getting away with something he wasn’t completely comfortable with.
I only had an hour before sunset, so most of the time was spent just wandering the property, which consisted of a few acres of open land, with 2 large open sheds filled with antique trucks. I can’t say I recognized more than two or three manufacturer logos. It’s on the list to revisit, and hopefully that nice gentleman won’t mind if I bring some friends along.