Composition in photography is in large part about bringing an ordered visual experience to the chaotic reality of our world. This means finding, and emphasizing, patterns: patterns that are big,…
Winding down the steep, narrow streets of the medieval Sicilian town of Cefalu towards the seaward ramparts, I could hear faintly some rather delicious accordion music. Getting closer, he sat…
I don't get to use the word syncretic nearly as much as I'd like. Last appearing in this blog to describe the quasi-official mix of Shintoism and Buddhism in Japan,…
Yesterday to get away from the madness at the hotel, I got up early, had a quick breakfast, made my way out the barricades, and drove to Trapani, an old…
Leaving Malta long before sunrise---the taxi picked us up at the hotel at 3:45AM---under an overcast and misty sky I found myself looking forward to exploring Palermo, Sicily, a bit…
I am very pleased that Weston Gallery has sold two prints of my work. The subject of each print is a California mountain landscape. One is a panorama, Panorama of the…
Here's another fisheye lens view of the interior of the Rotunda of Mosta---where the bomb fell through during WWII without detonating, or harming the assembled congregation!
This is the interior of the dome in the church located in Mosta, Malta. I photographed it with a circular fisheye lens, specifically the Nikkor 8-15mm at the roundest and…
I asked one of the participants in this year's Malta workshop what he wanted to get out of the workshop, and after a thoughtful response he turned it around on…
Today I wandered in Valletta, Malta. This is a wonderful and extraordinary place to wander with layer upon layer of things to look at and photograph. The whole capital city…
It is with some degree of melancholy that I say goodbye to Paris for this time, as I have "sailed" to warmer climes. The Maltese Islands are a different universe,…
This is my last day in Paris until the spring. I took the Metro into Concorde, walked over to the Orangerie, and sat for a while and marveled at the…
Last night as a lay under my quilt in my garret room I heard the wind in a racing howl across Paris. I fell asleep to the rhythm of the…
High atop the hill of Montmartre sits the cathedral of Sacré-Cœur---which, as I've pointed out before, is emblematic (when constructed) of a hard-right quasi-fascism as encouraged by the Church. From a…
My garret room in Montmartre is part way up the hill to Sacré-Cœur. Under the hotel eaves, the room is on the sixth floor (fifth floor by European reckoning), and small.…
At sunset, the crescent moon reflected in the intertidal flats. The moon does not produce light. We see the moon because of reflected sunlight. In this photo, only the crescent…
The sun coming over the mountains, and fog rising from the ocean, combined in crepuscular rays to first illuminate the coastal bridge and then with chiaroscuro light the rocky shore.…
This blog story shows the cover (above) and a single month (January, below) from the 2019 promotional calendar that Hologic is publishing using the x-rays and fusion x-rays that Dr.…