Richard Avedon

There are pictures and there is a story.

I walked out of the train station this morning to witness this astounding sight. I thought I was walking through some kind of Richard Avedon photo shoot from the 1960s. It was amazing and interesting and a little weird, my favorite combination. Now there was a slight problem. I have my giant camera, which as forementioned before is giant, so I leave it home during the work week. I have an everyday camera, but I have been sort of considering breaking up with it lately. So all I had was my….

CELL PHONE.

I had always sworn I would not post any cell phone pictures up here because the resolution sucks, I couldn’t adjust them, nor were they were up to my usual standards of quality. Then again I thought I will just snap the pictures and hope for the best.

By the way, and this is totally incidental (and only for Googling purposes) the picture above and those to come below are from a flash mob for the TV show Covert Affairs on the USA network. I only say that to direct people to this place. I watch TV, but I like my TV with physicists, singing high schoolers and acid ad men.

Anyway further proof that I am an amazing photographer (just kidding):

Matters of national security

There are some places where the secrets are so great that a ban on photography is necessary. Once, when dinosaurs roamed the Earth, I visited the Pentagon, in the Washington DC. They didn’t even need to say we couldn’t take photos. We couldn’t go to the bathroom alone. All the ladies in my group were advised that they were to use the bathroom before the visit began.

I’ve been to other places that I could understand why you couldn’t photograph anything in there. Today I found a place I couldn’t understand why you couldn’t photograph in there and honestly, it is pretty stupendous:

Where is this place? Where is this place? Give up? IT IS A SUPERMARKET. I know, just as important as your average nuclear testing facility. Now I won’t say at what secret location this was, but it was a pretty fascinating place. Check out this small product bonanza:

Sweat in the name of a sports drink. Now that is not something you see everyday. And this:

The meat just looks tired and sweaty and kind of like out of a horror movie. I like it!  And these, I just liked the colors:

Here is just a little supermarket shot:

And lastly, from my secretive supermarket shooting, a lucky shot:

I was lucky that the girl stuck her tongue out at me. At the secret location….