After Hopper
Scenes in San Francisco.
The master is everywhere to be seen.
Columbus Avenue, San Francisco. Lumix LX-1,1/160, f/4, ISO 80
Columbus Avenue, San Francisco. Lumix LX-1,1/500, f/4.9, ISO 80
Scenes in San Francisco.
The master is everywhere to be seen.
Columbus Avenue, San Francisco. Lumix LX-1,1/160, f/4, ISO 80
Columbus Avenue, San Francisco. Lumix LX-1,1/500, f/4.9, ISO 80
If only ….
Which of us (us as you are a photographer if you are reading this) does not rue the what might have been?
You know, the moment that you missed.
The other day I found myself on one of those picture perfect days in America’s most beautiful city, camera in hand, and there it was. […]
A painting that would not exist without photography.
In 1980 I had just moved to New York. Dead broke. But that didn’t stop me from making my first visit, the first of many, to the Museum of Modern Art on West 53rd Street with but one goal in mind. To see the greatest […]
Make yourself comfortable.
A little bit of nothing spottted a while back.
Lumix LX1, 1/800, f/3.6, ISO 100
I read that the UK is selling off these telephone boxes, another sign of questionable progress. Hopefully affluent American collectors will save these - after removing the ads for call girls (how appropriate) from the interior.
No, it’s not in Lens Work
All those free magazine subscriptions I am enjoying, courtesy of too many frequent flier miles on Delta, are beginning to be a mixed blessing.
First, two of the original twelve never arrived, yet Delta’s computer wrote me a polite note explaining they were no longer offering those, but please choose three […]
Film really is dead.
From a recent reader’s email:
“I noticed on your last upload that you used a Mamiya for that particular photo – I’m experimenting with film myself recently as I’ve never owned a decent film camera until I bought a used eos-3 a few weeks ago. I’ve only shot digital since becoming an enthusiast, […]
Stark and Simple.
5D, 20mm, 1/4000, f/5.6, ISO 250. Processed in Lightroom + ImageAlign
I am as attracted to afternoon sun as was my hero, Edward Hopper.
No, not pants, dear!
Just in case you though this piece was about our philandering ex-President (that’s ’serial pant dropping’, if you don’t mind), well, I’m sorry to have to disappoint you.
Rather, this little note is about my sadly all too common habit of dropping my cameras