Yeah, well, another one of those light hitting the book kind of photos I guess.
attempts at art
Dark, steamy New York.
Walk this way.
Walk this way!
There I go, imitating the greats.
This time, Margaret Bourke-White. Well, I try.
It was a dark and steamy night…
She saw a dark and mysterious man on the platform. They locked eyes. Nothing was ever the same for either of them.
Angles. Lots of angles.
And lovely New York City buildings.
a hairy eyeball
Actually, its my hairy eyeball.
My pale imitation of Helmut Newton.
But I still bow to the master.
My paler immitation of May Ray:
This is one of those that doesn’t get a witty comment.
But that was one of those “please, I really hope you don’t see me taking this picture” kind of pictures. One taken on the train, as are most of the photos on this site. Well, not the baby ones.
wrong side of the camera 