From November 2008: it happens in the mind long before you there were thoughts of you waiting I thought of your firm, round places that, begging for kisses, have awaited my touch chemistry from the start that will die within us our minds make love in ways they can’t understand and my dark places are…
I originally posted this on my photo blog a year ago, but it seems to fit here better. Then again, I’m still struggling with what fits here at all. Most people seem to fill up their blogs with personal bits — and that’s perfectly fine — but I’ll not be doing that. In any case,…
some words need not be rewritten only remembered te quiero, mi amor
On my day off, the day we call Black Friday in the U.S., rather than spending my time at the mall, at work, or writing at home, I spent it babysitting my favorite 2 and almost-5 year old. It was just me, the kids, and my little Fujifilm X20. I have to say, it did…
I decided to post my Weekly Photo Challenge here, because … reasons. This week’s challenge is Light. This shot is shortly after sunrise in northeast Albuquerque, New Mexico, looking west toward Arizona.
Weegee (12 June 12 1899 – 26 December 26 1968) was born Ascher (Usher) Fellig in what is now Zolochiv, Ukraine. He spent his career as a photographer and a photojournalist, famously working in New York’s Lower East Side in Manhattan during the 1920s and 1930s. His style was stark and raw black and white,…
This is photograph of my niece. While the rest of America is either recovering from a food coma or fighting crowds at the local mall (so that they can buy grandma that ugly robe that was marked down from $100 to the $40 the retailer had always planned to sell it for) I will be…
This woman is crying. You may not be able to tell, because at this point, she was weeping only on the inside. It is an invasion, taking a photo when someone is in pain, and I generally try not to post them. However, if I edit what I see, then I serve no purpose as…
With street photography, there’s always more than just the photograph. Certainly, for photographers like me, the initial objective is to create art. But street shooters are also historians and social commentators. We aim to leave a mark on the viewer’s heart as well. In the photo above, for instance, there is a visual context. The…
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