Colors. Contrast. Collections.
Red. Red. Red.
It used to be one of my favorite colors. I liked it so much that I even made a little Blurb book from red colored pictures. I produced a small marketing campaign using red. Like everything, taste changes.
Now, it’s purple.
Seems that I’m at it again.
My project is taking a long, long time. Not only am I working through just about every picture in my files, but I’m organizing them as completely as possible. This will eventually allow me to build a very, very comprehensive website which will be the platform for a whole host of uses. Which uses? You’ll see. Soon enough. But, not all that soon.
After all, I can’t spend all my working time on this complex project. There is traveling to do. Pictures to make. Clients to keep happy. Family things. Other stuff.
Just like yesterday, I’ll add a little subject information to each picture.
This image is what comes of walking, and not always driving, somewhere. I made this picture on Magazine Street as I was strolling down the street. Rule number something or other — always have a camera. Uptown, New Orleans.
Temple candles being lighted in Man Mo Temple. The temple building is the oldest building in Hong Kong, located on the border of Sheung Wan and Central.
Again, walk. Walk as much as you can. Not only will your doctor be happier with you, but you’ll stumble onto pictures like this one. I made this in Santa Fe, New Mexico.
The Bywater. This bike has been parked in this place for years. It’s not just sitting there, rotting. It appears to get a workout.
Once, in the middle of my “picture a day” project, I saw a lot of cars headed in one direction. I followed them. They lead me to this picture. A band playing at a quinceanera. Everybody seemed happy to see me. So I worked from backstage. That’s Albuquerque, New Mexico.
Film. Like a real photograph. An older picture, made in Porto, Portugal. A picture made in an older style.
Old Town. Albuquerque, New Mexico. Seems to be the heart and soul of restored old American iron. Now that I’m back in New Orleans, I look for cars and trucks like this. We have music, food, culture. But, we don’t have cars like this.
Such pretty hand tooled silver, shown on a deep red velvet blouse. Taos, New Mexico.
It looks Chinese. And, it is. But, I photographed the top half of a cheongsam in San Francisco, California.