With the camera in his hands and its optics to his best eye - his inspecting eye - a man looks to nature for a rectangle that interests him. Horace named nothing in this scene: not the man, the camera, the place, not the time, and the implied subject we cannot see. More than nature the man is Horace's subject. Perhaps a friend in the club behaving like a member - in spite of shooting into the sun. And Horace has composed the scene gracefully. The man is not at the center. The road - typical for Sykes - moves forward from him and the scene is balanced by the tree on the right. Also typical for some old underexposed Kodachrome it looks varnished.
