M agic and luck. I was listening to a podcast yesterday. The host was chatting with Mike Campbell. In case you don’t know his name, he plays guitar very well. So well, in fact, that he is a founder of the Heartbreakers with the late Tom Petty. He played in the proto-Heartbreakers band called Mudcrunch.Continue reading “Magic & Luck”
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Little Village
M elbourne in the fall. If you are located in some of the downtown areas I think the timing is good because you can see the city rather than trees, although I’m pretty sure the greens of summer are stunning. While I was there I mostly worked, but it sort of went this way. IContinue reading “Little Village”
All A Dream
S eems like a dream. All those years ago. I haven’t been back in a long time. Hong Kong felt like, and was home. I thought that I would always come back. You know how that goes. You promise yourself you’ll be back every few years or so. It happens once. Then, it peters out.Continue reading “All A Dream”
You Want It Brighter
L et’s talk about street photography. These days most new photographers claim the genre of street photography. Most of them don’t know what they are doing. They don’t work close enough. They work from behind. They work from across the street. They often shoot from the hip so that their subjects don’t see them. IContinue reading “You Want It Brighter”
Twilight
T hese days I go to bed late and wake up late. I don’t like this but I can’t seem to break the cycle. I like to work in daylight hours, not at night. Doing this is also makes me late to Storyteller. I used to post and schedule the night before but I’m tryingContinue reading “Twilight”
All I Want
G reen Streetcars. They travel from Canal Street, along St. Charles Avenue, making a turn on Carrolton where they come to their terminus after about a mile or so. Many local people use them to commute to work, to shop, to visit friends, and to go to appointments. It’s real live public transportation just likeContinue reading “All I Want”
The Story So Far
The dream returned. This picture could have been part of it, but I can’t remember. What I do remember was walking towards Long Beach but ending up in a broken down place like New Orleans. I bought a house. It was huge house. It was ancient. I mostly lived in the back of it whereContinue reading “The Story So Far”
I Asked For Water
What a day. The fire did not only jump out of the frying pan, but it burned the house down. No. Not literally. A photographer who is known to many of us and who has helped us in career advancement just resigned from Magnum in lieu of being voted out of the cooperative. Let meContinue reading “I Asked For Water”
Where The Beauty Is
Reflections. An image found within a photograph. That’s what you are looking at. An accidental picture. I didn’t see it. The dog didn’t see it. I made another reflection picture. I stooped down to do that. When I stood up I saw this one. Really, part of this one. I had to reposition myself soContinue reading “Where The Beauty Is”
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