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I like photographing industrial things because I not so secretly want to be Margaret Bourke-White.  And because this kind of stuff is ugly, but when you shine it up, well it becomes, OK, less ugly.

Load the glamour gun.  Here we go:

Its the weekend in Boston…

So its time for everyone here to put on their funny costumes and head outside to entertain all of us.

First up, Elvis Aaron Presley, live from Faneuil Hall.  Elvis is alive and on Saturday, pretty sweaty:

Next up, a guy yelling at people with a British accent.  I guess this is how the Brits ruled the world for all of those years:

And finally, these two.  Make what you will of them:

Hard and Easy

Easy: watching fireworks.

Hard: standing up for an hour waiting for the fireworks to start.

Easy: photographing fireworks.  No, go with me.  Photographing fireworks in and of itself isn’t hard.  All you have to do is stand there and listen to the shutter go off like a machine gun.

Hard: actually capturing the feeling of being there.  Obviously there is the sound and of course the fact that a photograph can be quite flat at times.

To make this whole thing less flat, I choose to look at them in a different way.  Perhaps like stars, perhaps like a beautiful chiffon fabric, perhaps like jewelry.  Just something beyond a normal firework.

Let’s see what we got here: