My wife and I were travelling, and I saw an old log cabin off the side of the road. The story behind this was intended to express something old and something new with a dash of innocence.

Post an image of your city along with a story of how you ended up living here. Were you born here? Did you migrate? Was it for work? Here's my city: Calgary Alberta, Canada. I took an image and used an AI platform to regenerate it to make it easier to look at. Better depth and context given the time of year. I was born here. I left a few times, but I always found my way back. Sometimes on purpose.

In a different life, I used to do model photography. This was a shot from the countryside a few years ago. I want to tell the story of a downed pilot trying to make her way through the countryside, making her way back to Allied territory.

This community exists for one simple reason: to slow down and tell better stories with images. Some of those images will be photographs, taken in the real world with real constraints. Some will be constructed, imagined, or symbolic. What matters here isn’t the tool. It’s the intent. Every image posted here should come with a story of why this moment mattered, what you were trying to say, what you noticed that others might miss. This isn’t a gear forum. It’s not a place to chase likes or flex workflows. And it’s not about being right. It is a place to practice seeing, reflecting, and explaining the world through images. Thoughtfully. Honestly. At your own pace. If you’re new, start by reading the rules, then jump into the Weekly Themes when you’re ready. You don’t need a perfect image. You just need a reason for sharing it. We’re glad you’re here. Take your time. Tell the story you meant to tell.