Amsterdam Canal Vintage Tone Countdown Timer

This one looks like it was taken forty years ago, and I have decided not to apologize for that. The processing is warm and slightly faded, the greens are a little too green, and the light coming through the trees on the right has that soft blown-out quality you get from cheap film on a bright spring afternoon. It is a canal I walked past every morning for a week without really seeing, until the day the light was right and the water went still and suddenly it was a postcard. Boats moored in a line, a low bridge in the middle distance, cars parked nose to tail along the quay because in Amsterdam the bicycle is a rumour and everyone still owns a car. Two people were sitting on the edge of the wall with their legs over the water, not talking, just watching the reflections wobble. I like that they are small in the frame. That is the honest scale of a person next to a canal that has been here since the sixteen hundreds and will outlast all of us without even trying. I have printed this one twice and given both copies away to people who have never been here.