A Walk Down Pearl Street
Some random thoughts, via images… And a little splash of color…
Some random thoughts, via images… And a little splash of color…
An era of cowboys, ’57 Chevys, and motor hotels with neon signs… And a close-up, with curious pigeons…
It is the glorious, hallelujah, welcome-to-the-promised-land, cirrus clouds that make this one come erect as a photograph. A boring,
Well, Floyd’s Barber Shop it’s not–at least from the outside. Maybe it’s a bit more inviting once you are inside
It seems to happen with depressing regularity wherever there is a heavy mix of motor vehicle and bicycle traffic
Today, THE word on street photography… If you haven’t heard of William Klein, the noted French-American street photographer, you
I always say, “I grew up in Phoenix…before it was Los Angeles.” It is supposed to be a joke, but
This is a worthwhile place to visit for a lesson in local history as well as for a little
“New Topographics” refers to a movement in photography with roots in the 1950s through the 1970s (and continuing, somewhat, today) in both
Her back to the wall. The wall is red (danger?). There is a stair leading up and a stair leading