Sometimes I need the needle on the record to get me out of my predicable groove. So ignoring the rule of thirds, golden triangle or traditional compositions, I framed this shot with the idea of adding type/text in the negative space. Also, shot wide open at f2 which I rarely do with cars because it makes them look like toys.
As always…comments welcomed. Talking to myself is fun but not all the time.
Random thought: sometimes I think I want a dog. It would have to be the breed that knows how to bag its own poop in a plastic bag. What is that breed?