Some people spend their Saturday night watching a movie, going to a restaurant, or sitting in a pub.
Bob goes out to make sure Toronto still has electricity.
On this Saturday night, I found myself outside the Manby Transmission Station in Toronto, camera in hand, looking at an incredible forest of transmission towers, steel structures, insulators and power lines stretching in every direction.
Of course, I wasn't really there to check the electricity. I figured the professionals probably had that covered. But somebody had to stand outside with a camera and make sure all those wires were still there!
And there were a lot of wires.
What caught my photographer's eye was the complexity of the place. At first it looks like complete chaos—power lines crossing other power lines, towers behind towers and steel structures filling almost every part of the frame. But the longer you look, the more patterns you begin to see.
The late Saturday light made it even better. The blue sky gave me a clean background while the low sunlight picked out parts of the towers and insulators. Some structures were glowing in the warm light while others had already fallen into shadow.
This is exactly the kind of place where I enjoy looking for photographs. You don't need a famous Toronto landmark in front of you. Sometimes an electrical transmission station, a parking lot and a maze of wires can provide all the subject matter you need.
I moved around and tried several compositions. In some photographs I concentrated on individual towers. In others, I backed off and let the entire collection of wires and steel become the subject. The repeating towers and lines almost turn the photographs into giant geometric drawings against the sky.
And yes, there were still lights on around Toronto when I left.
Bob's Saturday night inspection was complete.
Electricity flowing: check.
Transmission towers standing: check.
Camera working: check.
Interesting photographs: definitely check.
Sometimes photography is simply about stopping at a place everyone else drives past and discovering that there is a photograph hiding there.
And if anyone asks what I was doing at the Manby Transmission Station on a Saturday night?
I was just checking the power.




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