Blue river at Menlo
This was one of the very first photos I ever put online, and I still love it today. As with most of my good photos, it seems like this was a completely accidental photograph-I had my camera’s white balance set to tungsten (for street lights) by mistake.
I love this photograph because it broods. It communicates a harsh mood, dawn light, and silence. There’s a feeling of omen, of threat.