Platform Jumping in DC

I love the Metro stations in DC. My dream house is a Quonset hut, so maybe that has something to do with it. The stations are relatively new, and starkly industrial, but with lots of gentle curves that contradict the concrete. They are generally devoid of piped in music and surprisingly quiet until the train whooshes and squeals. There is that same strange time zone that you feel at airports; one that houses both quiet waiting and frantic speed.  They are both crowded and lonely. They have views that are long, and high, and downward. There are vast spaces, but there are also small cubicle waiting areas that are  intimate. Here are photos I took yesterday of some of the indoor (it was about 11F degrees , so no outdoor ones other than the one I started at on my journey!) platforms. Most of them have been merely sharpened and cropped... otherwise as shot with my trusty Fujifilm S8200.

Tunnels, stairs, and curves;

Waiting and rushing;

There is art and design all around us; just as musicians hear rhythms in the everyday movements around them, visual artists see patterns, colors, and compositions... whether in nature, or in urbanscapes they are all around us, Open your eyes and enjoy the bounty!