It’s weird – as I get older, I find myself caring less and less about watching sports on TV. For me, the Superbowl is more about seeing the latest 30-second commercials that companies spend millions of dollars to air. But because I can view the entire lineup of commercials conveniently on YouTube, I’m free to take advantage of photographing a city that is, for the most part, deserted instead of being chained to a TV.
I visited Portland this weekend, spending three really wonderful days with, and . It was a very quiet weekend, very much intentionally so, filled mostly with driving to a bunch of different locations, photographing the beauty of the PacNW, and eating some delicious food. A few hours before Amy and I were due to fly back home, we visited the St. John’s Bridge for a sunset shoot. Based on posts made ad nauseam online, it looked like the big game was anything but exciting, which reaffirmed that our decision to ignore it altogether was the right one. We had the park at the base of the bridge essentially to ourselves and were fortunate enough to get a pretty, albeit fleeting, sunset. As they say, it’s all about figuring out what your priorities are and not looking back.