Do you ever stop to think about what an amazing thing our mind is? The camera doesn’t lie about the level of aberration in light as we drive down the road. Yet our mind coordinates the light into stable, recognizable images. Continue reading Newton – 12th and Main
Newton has long been a railroad town. And the rail yard never sleeps. Train whistles (“train whistles” sounds much more romantic than “train horns”) sound through the night as workers ensure that the movement of freight continues without pause. Tonight’s view of the engine house is the photographic offering. Continue reading BNSF Yard Night Shift
Jon Friesen Photography 