Standing in one place

My collection of ghosts of cars and pedestrians is gradually being replenished with new specimens. I no longer feel at a loss when hunting for them, as it was at the very beginning. Now I know how much to let the car into the frame and when to press the shutter button, having previously estimated its speed. I manage to catch almost all the ghosts, but the reds still elude me.

But it is the red cars that turn into the most beautiful ghosts. Why I do it so rarely remains to be understood. Perhaps a psychological moment plays a role here. I am happy in advance when such a car appears on the road, I look forward to the moment, and a lot of energy is spent on it. I need to get used to treating red cars the same way as the rest, indifferently. And then the red ghosts will start to fall on the camera matrix.

White cars make the most uninteresting ghosts, and sometimes it turns out to be interesting with gray ones. For example, as with this one, seemingly nondescript, but her ghost looks like creeping smoke.

Now, when the frosts have already begun, my hunting is complicated by the rapid freezing of my hands and the fact that I have to stand in one place for a long time until all the cars missed by the traffic light fly by. But I'm getting used to it too. When I do what I love, I can endure a lot for the sake of its success.