I had an entire memory card of photos I forgot to download from the Chinatown photo day. And now, here they are.

First, we got her:

She looked kind of 70s, so I made the whole photo a bit 70s. Then, yet another people on the street shot, but I thought the guy in the upper left hand corner really makes the shot:

I almost made this one color, but b&w captured the whole city aspect of the photo. At least I think it did.

This is a not a XSI creation. Rather, it was taken by my former faithful sidekick, the Powershot. I liked the way this was composing originally and of course, I didn’t want to disturb this guy, being that we were on the NYC subway. God only knows what would have happened.

Anyway, I did some work on him and I sorta like these, but I am not 100% sure. I feel like they are missing something to really take them to that next level. Have a look-see:

I want that Dutch masters light in the photos. Feel free to let me know if it there or not.

Yup, my first July 4 as an actual American. I thought I might commemorate it the only way I know how — with photos.

First, a few examples of people expressing their patriotism in subtle and understated ways:

Loved the guy with the shirt. Such a fashion statement. And, where can you buy that hat? At a place festooned with American flags, of course:

I really liked the look on the face of the girl on the extreme left.

As is tradition, I took in some fireworks:

I of course turned the occasion into a chance to take photos:

I like the photojournalism look of these. I declare my independence. I am going to find a way to run away and be a photojournalist. Maybe.

These are some real classics. Real ones, not classics from 2003. The very first photo is from my semester I spent in Denmark. Behind me were the dorms I was living in at the time. I walked out early one morning, again with my trusty AE-1 with me and saw this fog. The sun was right at eye level, so I shot right into the fog and got the following result:

The picture makes me happy because it is good, but also because the day I took it, a very important thing happened to me. This ain’t that blog. I do not reveal things about myself up in here, so I’ll leave the reading public to figure out what that was.

The second photo is from Estonia:

This was perfect. I saw the shot, I took my 50mm lens out, clicked the shutter and magic. Love those moments in life.

I am not repetitive. OK, I try not to be, but there are things that I love to photograph continually, like mannequin heads and phone booths. The phone booths because they look like a relic from another time and the mannequins because they look so life-like.

I promised mannequin heads. I’ll give you mannequin heads:

This one reminded me of Polish 1970s poster art:

And this one:

Its just darker brown. That’s all. Go ahead. Please start the flood of e-mails about how repetitive I am.

Another of my favorite photos, though I’ve heard some grumbling about why it is my favorite? Well, I always wonder where the legs are going and how they look a little off. By way of specs, this was taken again with that great of greats, the Canon AE-1 with color infrared film, no filter. That was my first roll of color infrared film I ever shot, from wence the Flatiron building also came from.

I must also remind everyone to vote:
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This and other photos must take their rightful place on bottles of soda everywhere!

I look like a camera totting insect. I love it!

I’ve been thinking about this photo for a while and how to change it up. This is what I came up with. Good? You be the judge.

Reach deep, deep, deep into the vault:

The specs: I shot this with my trusty Canon AE-1 in the year 2000 (say it like Conan O’Brien) filter-less. It was a bright, sunny day, so the film picked up all the heat.

For those of you who don’t know, this is the Flatiron Building, the first building built with a steel frame. It is a lovely building. It is also something that I photograph constantly. We could have a whole nuther blog of just the photos I’ve shot of this thing over the years. There are volumes. Alfred Stieglitz and Edward Steichen, who are pretty much the fathers’ of modern photography made iconic pictures of this building that I have spent years trying to recreate, sorry be inspired by. The photo above was the first photo I took of the Flatiron I was proud of.

The building might be make a few more appearances here, I’ll just say that much, so consider this pink shot a preview for the future.

People knock New York, but I really do love the city. The thing about it is that you can go outside, walk around with no plan and just encounter things. I’ve been to a few places. I have by no means been everywhere, but those who read this thing know I like to go places and usually you have to leave with a plan. Go to a museum, or a park or something. New York, you just walk out the door and you never know what to expect. You walk around for a few hours, encounter really interesting things and then go back not knowing exactly what you did, but knowing you did enjoy yourself.

I spent a few pleasant hours wandering New York this week and these are the things I encountered. First off, its Wednesday, so I guess its band practice today:

I know, not the usual Natalia specials, with the crazy colors and all, but I am trying to develop my whole photojournalism side. My eventual goal is to be able to have a portfolio of the really crazy stuff and the photojournalism side by side. Eh, enough about my future as supreme photography goddess of the world. Like I said, it was band practice, but this band was playing disco tunes, so it was pretty funny. They also had dancers along with them, for some reason:

Next up, a person whose internal dialog must include words I have said to myself before “just how in god’s name did I get myself into this mess?”:

Poor guy. He was hot and all, but somehow, I felt bad photographing him. Trust me, that doesn’t usually happen. Anyway, at first glance, he did really and truly look like a mannequin. Then our hero got a cold beverage:

Last, but not least, a few shots from the seventh ring of hell and by that I mean the New York City subway system. This girl’s dress was so funnily hootchie that I had to photograph it:

Tim Gunn says that the right accessory can make or break an outfit. With her, I am not sure if it was the chain or the graduation hat. Either way, I found it quite funny, shot a few and magiced them up a little in post production:

Thank you City of New York for providing me with so many photographic opportunities. I can only be grateful for the invention of the memory card, lest I be drowning in undeveloped film and prints on top of prints on top of prints. Oh wait. I already am.