I recently
flew down to Vancouver to attend the Abbotsford Photo Arts Club Annual
Seminar, which featured Daryl Benson. It was a full weekend of lectures
and presentations, no hands-on photography. Having arrived on the
Friday evening, the only time I had to take pictures was after the
Sunday session when I had a few hours before my late night return
flight to Whitehorse. I ended up on Granville Island, which was the
idea of my travel companion. Sleep deprived and getting weary of big
city traffic and Vancouver's hard to navigate road network, I was a
reluctant chauffeur into the urban core. The congestion, narrow road
lanes lined with parked cars, and street configurations that defied my
GPS had me quite agitated by the time we arrived. I was not happy to be
there. I wandered the market area aimlessly and numbly until I came
upon the tiny courtyard where this photo was taken. Tightly enclosed by
a jumble of buildings and walkways stuffed directly under the 8-lane
wide Granville bridge, it embodied the urban crowding that was
oppressing me ... and yet, I found it strangely calming. It had plants,
trees and water running into a little pool, a miniature park like
setting that seemed an anachronism in this dark cave of a site.
Photographing it helped relieve my tension and lift me from my
low. Pentax K10D, Tamron AF 18-250mm
f/3.5-6.3 DiII LD IF Macro @ 18mm, 1/10s @ f/4, ISO400