elalator go up! elalator go doooown.

being in elevators with strangers always intrigues me. i secretly scope out where everyone looks, where they stand and what idosynchcratic coping mechanisms occur during the awkward silence. every once and a while i'll get the pleasure of witnessing the reactions of others as someone breaks one of the unspoken rules of elevator ettiquette.

one day i was riding alone in an elevator free to look where ever i wanted and noticed this:




i captured it with my blackberry pearl camera. not my favorite camera phone option but it did the deed. the overhead lights in the ceiling of the elevator reflected this abstract compostion on the steel walls. it's kinda ansel adam-ish but then again i'm still learning about notable photographers so ansel adam is the closest comparison i could come up with :)

i'm back

i'm back. thanks to a rawkin' dear friend of mine, Anne K. in L.A., for motivating me to jump start my photography blog. please stay tuned as i dig up digital treasures to share with everyone once again...

in the meantime you can scope out my other sites:

helenbackwards.com
myspace

enjoy!