Genessee Sunset

Beer is at least as old as the Egyptians. People take their beer seriously. Germans frown on French beer, Brits pooh pooh cold beer, not many but the Irish can stomach Guinness, and everyone makes fun of mass-mixed American beer. From PBR to Milwaukee’s Best, old-time American breweries are known for outputting quantity not quality. Gone are the days when a man worked a 10-hour shift and came home to a 12-pack of Schlitz and an episode of Archie Bunker. Microbreweries with clever names like Pete’s Wicked Ale, The Flying Dog, Gilded Otter and 21st Amendment are today’s rage. People want their meister to brew custom blends in quaint copper keg-lined shops, not windowless cinderblock factories. This Genessee brewery sits atop a bluff overlooking the Genessee River in Rochester, NY. The golden lager hues of the sun setting on its industrial façade are metaphor for its waning popularity; the beauty of the light a reminder of what once was. Bottoms up.

Genessee Sunset is my April home page photo and a new addition to my Americana collection. Be the first to buy a print online and get a 50% discount on the size of your choice.