I’m really not a train guy. Despite all the images on this blog suggesting otherwise, I couldn’t tell you the first detail about locomotives or gauges, routes or liveries.
But in the gleaming – or dilapidated – vehicles, the frenetic stations and the detritus, I see stories. Of adventure. Of tragedy. Beginnings and endings. Speed and stasis. The machines that deliver us to the moments: the defining experiences of travel…
Crazy lines. Columns, grids, angles, lines — it’s all here in Madrid.
The sound seems to carry farther on cold mornings. Sharp little snapping sounds as shoes click along the floor, the odd bit of salt underfoot.
Queen Street, east of Yonge. A crowded streetcar on a cold Saturday afternoon offers respite from the biting wind.
Speeding Saturday Selfie.
A lone passenger at York University station. Empty trains, empty halls.
Checking in, new and old-school. Seen at Bloor Station.
It’s much harder to capture these types of shots in Toronto now. The new trains don’t allow access to front/rear windows and old trains have glass that is dirty and etched from years of salt and dirt. But when they work out, these shots should be printed big.
A new year. A new post. A rebooted effort to be more creative, be more social and take my photography to some new places. This was taken above Queen St, looking east toward Yonge. It was great to be back in the city, walking, shooting, thinking, eating. Here’s to more of that in 2019!
An abandoned newspaper in a boarding area of Chinggis Khaan International, as passengers wait (and wait) to depart for Dalanzadgad.
A small health clinic in the south of New Delhi, doctors and community health workers are tackling the tuberculosis crisis in their midst. This one location manages the care of almost 100 TB patients, including drug-resistant forms of the disease — difficult, expensive and often deadly.
A late night train near the Eiffel Tower, from my brief visit to Paris in December.
A Japanese ship undergoing refurbishment at a V & A Waterfront dry dock in Cape Town.
Don’t look back with regret. Digging through my 2008 archives, I found this quick shot from a speeding tram, on my way to Charles Bridge.
From a trip to my old neighborhood.
The bridge and colonnaded viaduct Pont de Bir-Hakeim, with a southbound 6 train.
One of the luggage windows at an abandoned railway station in Kisumu, Kenya. The last train departed in 2006, but locals say that service is on its way to being restored.
A quick shot going up an escalator, somewhere in the north part of the Paris Metro system.
Early evening at the station in Nimes.
Detail of the roof at Charles de Gaulle Terminal 2F. There’s a slightly coloured version on my Instagram feed, but something about this structure makes me think black and white.