Please lift receiver
On the platform at the Aldershot GO Train Station.
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Closed Border (for now)
From Gabes, Tunisia, in 2005, this sign marks the route eastward toward Tripoli, Libya. At the time, the tape across the distance meant that the border was closed. But as the extraordinary events of the past few weeks reshape the region, it’s only a matter of time before the tape can be taken off the sign.
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Dodge
Another rusted truck, seen in Toronto’s Distillery District.
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Snowy Subway
Outside the Navy Archives/Penn Quarter Metro station after a few hours of snowfall.
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Red Light / Green Light
With the streets virtually empty immediately after a big snowfall, photography in major intersections gets a whole lot easier.
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Midnight Ride
Fresh, wet flakes came to an end just before midnight. A Yamaha was parked out front.
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Fog at the Falls
In the fog of the late afternoon, there was only noise. So thick was the mist in the air that the famous falls were invisible, even standing right beside the gorge into which they fell. While waiting for a break, I turned in the other direction.
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Distillery Truck
A 5-shot HDR composite, taken in the Distillery District about 4pm.
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Sharp Right
1:30am, somewhere in the middle of PA, out of cell phone range, on a route that was anything but direct (thanks, Google).
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Snow at Gallery Place
It’s like seasons are some kind of strange new invention this year. They’re actually happening. After hearing about airport cancellations, train pre-cancellations and other talk of snowmageddon, the flakes finally arrived in DC about 8pm. The city looked great. And today? Glad I’m not supposed to be on a plane.
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The Blur From The Bar
Back in the city for the first time in more than 5 years, I had a checklist of shots to try. Subways, buildings, streetcars. But the chance to do long-exposure shots from an outdoor patio at the Park Hyatt’s 18th floor bar was a nice surprise. There will be more from this trip in the coming days, but here’s one of my favourites.
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Boxes and Meters
Seen in an alley.
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Mini Intersection
From above the MoMA parking lot, this shot toward the CBS building is one of my early attempts at “miniature faking.” The tilt-shift technique produces an image that’s like looking down on a model scene, with a narrow focus and saturated colours like the metallic paint on toy cars. I’m not sure if this was the best photo for the processing, but I wanted to see how it turned out.
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51st and Lexington
One of the shots from an all-too-brief (work) trip to New York. Taken shortly after a rainstorm, just outside my hotel. This is an HDR composite of 7 shots.
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Bridge and Hill
In reviewing the photos from this trip, I found several that I never got around to editing. This is the first from that “new” group.
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Charles Bridge after Midnight
About the only time the bridge isn’t packed with people and souvenir sellers is right before they shut off the lights for the night — 2 AM.
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Escaping the Pull
Trapped. Even before heading to the port, I realized the Aegean Sea was choppy. Things aren’t helped by the enclosed decks and assigned seats of the high-speed ferries. But over the span of four hours, that rough ride would mean the people in the seats in front, to my right and behind me all needed multiple uses of their seasickness bags.
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The Cookie Monster
As I settled in for the four hour bus trip from the Mediterranean coastal city of Sfax eastward to Tozeur, I couldn’t help but notice I was being watched from across the isle. While I tore into my massive roasted chicken sandwich, a boy of about seven wouldn’t stop staring at me.
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Tunisian Idol
In my first few days in this country, I am perplexed by what appears to be a vast one-dimensionality to contemporary Tunisian music: the people all watch and listen to the same stuff. I’m not new to Arabic music. But with eerie similarity, it’s like The Big Game is on every channel, all day, all night, every day, every night. I don’t get it. I must be missing something.
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Allahu akbar! Allahu akbar!
The speaker blares to life and startles me back to consciousness. It has been just under a year since traveling in a Muslim country and being woken by one of the five daily calls to prayer.
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