Color of Morning | Bay Bridge in Fog

 

Right now I am beginning to get deeply into cinematic street photography and my new incognito Fuji camera is the perfect tool for it.

Last Monday I went to the Bay Bridge to shoot some colors of morning. It was a beautiful early morning in San Francisco. A morning with a story, actually. A morning full of empty spaces and isolated people. People with their own story; a story of drunken painter, a story of a busy businessman getting fresh air before the money world enslaves him for another day, a story of a tourist with the selfie-stick broadcasting just his face from the most beautiful spot in the world into an empty net, a story of a social worker cleaning the empty streets before crowds of lonely people will fill them with sound, and a story of a photographer with her camera chasing the fog and little pieces of the Bay Bridge...