After almost a year, several vaccines were rolled out to inoculate those at the greatest risk. When it came time to receive my 2nd shot, there was some apprehension since many who had already received theirs had had an adverse reaction.

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The lines inside Dodger Stadium were inordinately long since, a week before, the shipment of the vaccine had been delayed. While stuck in my car, I found myself passing the time by photographing everything around me: the neighborhoods that I drove through, the park that ran adjacent to the road, the protestors on the grass, the trees and houses on the hill above, and most intriguing, the activity inside the stadium.

 

My photography created constant entertainment for me, even in this restrictive environment. Often, when looking at familiar objects, the lens allows me to transcend my circumstance. By afternoon, there was a soft light enveloping the tents set up to inoculate everyone. I was entranced by the abstraction that was created by the light and the angularity of the structures. It was as if I had entered another world. Even the tones changed depending on where I aligned my focus. As always when I am drawn into an ocean of imagery, I am totally engrossed in the uniqueness of what I’m seeing. While I was engaged in this process, time definitely passed more quickly.

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The relief at receiving my second shot was huge. And though it took five hours door to door, the wait was abated by allowing my camera to wander. It made me feel like I was in a dream and not in the reality of the pandemic.