In the dark hour.


esterday was almost useless. Since I believe there are no useless days, that’s saying something. I had one of those days where everything went wrong. Luckily, they were little things. The espresso machine started the day, by doing something funky. The mouse batteries died without warning. Two lightbulbs burned out. And, so it went right up until the time I went to sleep.

Today is a new day that started off much better. Thankfully.

I made this picture on a walk through the French Quarter. You’ve seen another version of it. This time I cropped the heart of it and started playing with it. This version isn’t quite what I intended. I wanted to make the picture darker, but when I did that I lost too much detail. I thought that detail was important in this particular image.

Sometimes photography is about compromise and choices.

I had a better shooting night than I remembered when we went to Caroling In Jackson Square. I made four or five picture that I like a lot. This is number three. The first was the hands holding Christmas songs and candles. The second, I published yesterday. And, here’s another one for today.

This picture was made where Pirate’s Alley empties into the little plaza in front of St. Louis Cathedral. During the daytime there are artists, tarot card readers, buskers and musicians working here for tips. It’s a great place to sit and eat lunch. The little bit of a column that you see on the very far right of the picture is The Cabildo. It is a museum now. In late 18th Century it was named after the municipal governing body. Yes. That’s Spanish. But, remember The French Quarter and all of Louisiana was once ruled by The Spanish. Most of The French Quarter architecture is Spanish, having been rebuilt during their rule after a major fire. The buildings toward the center of the picture facing Jackson Square are a section of The Pontalba. The apartments upstairs are the oldest in The United States. They were designed by Micaela Almonester, Baroness de Pontalba. And, you thought I have a long name. HA! Anyway, she built them in 1848 after tearing down the squalid housing the surrounded the Place de Arms, which is where Jackson Square is located. The city owns them now. If you want to live in one of them, you get on a very long waiting list. Hopefully, you will still be interested a decade later.

That’s your history lesson. I love history of just about anyplace. But, this is supposed to be about pictures. I’m thinking that maybe the pictures are about history.

This picture. Well. I was on a little roll so I thought I’d just keep using my senses and brain and worked in manual. As you know, I like to use very low ISO settings and so with this one I did just that. This is f5.6 at 1/4 of a second. Hand held. I like not using a tripod sometimes at night because my natural body motion gives the image a little extra kick. Of course, nature helped a lot by keeping the stones around the square nice and reflective. I suppose, in a lot of ways, this is my attempt at art.

Speaking about history, here’s a very cool website that is mostly about the history of New Orleans in pictures. But, it’s not just limited to New Orleans. Have a look. No. I don’t know the owner. I just like the site. A lot.


I was looking at this picture that I made in Admiralty, Hong Kong and realized just how power the island had become. Most of the buildings that form the backdrop of this image are banks. major banks with their Asian home offices located in Hong Kong. The pinkish buildings in the foreground are housing estates, or apartment buildings for you in the west. yes, the image has been worked on in post production. The original image lacked something. Well,make that a lot of somethings. I’m not sure the image gained all that much, but at least it looks like a picture of a powerful and dynamic city. That’s Hong Kong.