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  • And, So It Goes

    The end of the month. It snuck up on me. I think that’s pretty common at the close of February. A short month. This is yet another picture from Atlanta. These kinds of pictures were really what I came to do. It takes some looking to find a scene like this. Green leading lines that…

  • Life In The City

    This is what I call a representational photography. I made it in one city, but it could be in any downtown. It’s a symbol. An icon. A placeholder. This is a great example of photographer’s luck. Finding a location where I could make straight on image at the most wonderful time of day is not…

  • Lines and Angles

    Look up, look down, look behind you, look everywhere. I always suggest that to new photographers. You’ve read it here about sunsets. Sure, go ahead and photograph it, but turn around and see what that wonderful sunlight is illuminating. I looked up. That’s the ceiling of a gentrified former factory building. The light golden wood…

  • New Orleans Spooky

    T his whole post might just be a rant. I know what you are thinking. “Oh no” I’ll try to be funny even though I’m not feeling that way. You know I don’t have much time these days. Time is my most precious commodity. Not just now, even in the best of times. But, especially…

  • Dim Lights, Thick Smoke

    T here’s a story behind every door, but I don’t know what they are. A good guess is that this place received some of Hurricane Katrina’s flood waters, but not that much because a lot of Central City is above sea level which makes it that last great ungentrified piece of land in the city.…

  • Little Day Remaining

    S o. I turned in another direction and saw this sky which was very different from the one that I showed you yesterday. The brightness of the light as I looked across the scene changed everything including the color intensity. In case you are wondering, the weather is still cool and dry. In fact, it’s…

  • The Journey

    F all really came today. Cool winds. Cool temperature. No air conditioning. Windows wide open. No apparent humidity. People celebrating. I’m not sure about the last statement. People celebrating. That may be taking it a little too far. Let’s just say people are happy. I’m happy. That’s why I’m late. I went and stayed outside.…

  • Hour Of Not Quite Rain

    T his has been a very quiet time for me. I’m not doing much more than I need to do. That’s not me. Nor, is it good for me. I’ve always been a believer of finishing your daily work and then do one more thing. Big or little, it doesn’t matter. You are making progress.…

  • Boxes

    T his is the kind of place that we saw on our drive to Natchez. That’s Mississippi, in case you were unclear on it. Stopping at little places like this were one of the reasons the drive too so long. This place was closed. The drive would have taken longer if it had been open…