At rush hour, L.A. is second to none in suckey traffic. I'll put up the 405 freeway as it comes through the Sepulveda pass into Beverly Hills. Tokyo may have terrible traffic, and Mexico has traffic bad enough to yell, "Aiii Carumba!!", But for good old crappie traffic nothing beats L.A. between three o'clock until seven in the evening. It's been said that you could conceive a child, while stuck behind a four car pile up, deliver before you get to downtown L.A., and send him off to college before you get home.
One thing I love about lousy traffic is that I have plenty of time to shoot pictures. My Coolpix 510 has a lens range from 24 millimeters to a thousand millimeters. Pictures take through the heat waves from the pavement or the hot exhaust from a million and a half cars, can have an impressionist effect. This shot is one of them. Purist would like to pick this image apart, but I'm Bothe Irish AND Sicilian. A combination so loaded with stunning the with style , and baffling them with B.S. makes it piece of cake (Chocolate!) to make yourself look like you actually knowing what you are doing.
|Camera:||Nikon Coolpix P510 Check out Nikon Nation!|
|Recording media:||JPEG (digital)|
|Date Taken:||2 May 2014 - 2:06 PM|
|Lens Max Aperture:||f/3.0|
|Exposure Mode:||Program AE|
|Flash:||Off, Did not fire|