Category Archives: Between Meetings

Cool Smoke

Where: Dublin, Ireland





A cold smoker at multiple intersections

Irish Haiku

Dublin, Ireland




Cold Day in Dublin



Yellow Wall, Grey Wall, Prepare



Compose, Focus, Sensor



Irish Green

Where: Dublin, Ireland




While walking the streets of Dublin I followed a man making deliveries who was wearing green.



It was Ireland after all.



From a distance I waited until the composition was just right.


Table That

Where: Bangkok, Thailand






While the dining table might be different, I was pleased to see that Thai food in Bangkok looks like Thai food in North America.



Yellow Bias

Where: Bangkok, Thailand




Some say I’m drawn to yellows due to my years at Kodak.



Not sure there is a connection to the former Great Yellow Father, but when I saw yellow flowers and monks in yellow I went on auto-pilot.




Where: Bangkok, Thailand




Typical family transportation in Bangkok.


Pretty Good

Where: Philadelphia, PA




I was preparing for a video shoot with Mark Sunderland at Jefferson University. Mark mentioned he liked my blog and when in Philadelphia to check out Graffiti Pier.




In general when people give me recommendations of where to make photographs it’s the opposite of what I’m looking for. I’m often directed to,”The Pretty”.¬† And of course I find The Pretty, pretty boring.


But Mark works in the Arts and I could tell by his enthusiasm that this was probably a, pretty good recommendation.



Mark gave me other locations to check out in Philadelphia that also sounded, pretty good, but I hung out for 4 hours at Graffiti Pier because it was, pretty awesome.



Family of 4

Where: San Diego, CA




I was at a pre-light for an advertising shoot last week and were on-hold waiting for a delivery.



With some free time I headed to the beach primarily for some fresh air as I am not a sunset kind of photographer. But I used the sunset for a silhouette.


What Smells Worse?

Where: Yangon, Myanmar





I love Durian but most describe the smell as old socks in a pile of rotten onions.




This Durian seller is either smoking a stinky cigar to mask the smell of the Durians, or maybe adding to the full olfactory experience.

Arms Race

Where: Montreal, Canada






It was unusually warm today.



While walking through Old Montreal I saw 5 waiters struggling to open up a large umbrella for alfresco dining that was put away for the winter.


Where: Yangon, Myanmar




With the recent news from Myanmar I do understand how why there is infighting within this amazing community.


Good Vibrations

Where: Chicago, IL




When I spot vibrating color I work the scene for the best composition.



The crooked hat was a bonus.



Hugh Angle

Where: Chicago, IL




Before heading back to O’Hare last week I walked past The Bean. I didn’t stop because, well, The Bean is The Bean.



100 yards away in an empty outdoor theater I found a man in an orange shirt sitting in an empty sea of red seats. I didn’t get his name but it just has to be Hugh.



I couldn’t resist the negative space and the monochromatic effect including the shirt which was in the same hue as the seats.



Picasso Girl

Where: Chicago, IL



I missed my connection in Chicago yesterday and had 6 hours to kill.



I was about to buckle down in the United Club but light was streaming in through those wonderful sandblasted windows and I couldn’t resist. I headed to the other side of Security and took the L into the City.



With no specific agenda I got off the train in the Loop at Washington, walked up the stairs and saw the Picasso sculpture.



There was the usual cadre of tourists taking pictures and wondering if Picasso was playing a joke on Chicago or not, and then I saw a girl climb on to the statue. The tourists were upset that the girl was disturbing their snapshots, but I knew she could be the real picture.



I captured this image as the girl paused to dismount from the sculpture’s base. Her shadow created a sculpture within a sculpture and maybe that’s what Picasso had originally intended.



Fly By

Where: Yangon, Myanmar




I love to eat Rambutans but was struggling trying to photograph them.



Then two subjects flew in to my compositional rescue.



Background Check

Where: Lisbon, Portugal






I moved very slowly to frame the black cat in front of the white curtain before they would see me and bolt.










Where: Lisbon, Portugal





When I saw this man walk out to the balcony I knew there was going to be picture.



I could tell he knew there was a picture, and simply accepted that he was the subject.


European Coin Slot

Where:  Lisbon, Portugal






Be it Euros or Dollars, a coin slot is a coin slot.

I Also Do Sunsets

Where: Yangon, Myanmar





I’m normally not a sunset, isn’t that pretty, kind of photographer.



But I do make exceptions for cool looking fishing boats in Asia.

I Can Do Happy

Where: Yangon, Myanmar




“Dano, why do people look so unhappy in your images”?



I have no idea what they are talking about.

Night Rider

Where: Yangon, Myanmar





While checking into my hotel I noticed a bus stop across the street.



I waited until the buses stopped to pick up passengers so I could make a long exposure in the low light as it was almost midnight.

Don’t Look Now

Where: Lisbon Portugal





I don’t know who these people are or if they are related.



What makes this picture interesting is the soft light and that each of the 5 people are all looking in different directions.



Pick a Winner

Where: Yangon, Myanmar





In England its called a bogie, in America a booger not sure what the Burmese call it but I know it when I see it.

A Reflection on Tourism

Where: Belem, Portugal





On a rainy day at a tourist site, I started to look for different ways of showing the tourists.






X Marks The Spot

Where: Los Angeles, CA




I was in the new United Club at LAX on the top level of the airport. It has great views of the tarmac from an outdoor viewing deck. The deck is at the very far end of the club and it was like having my own condo at the airport as no one was around. By carefully pressing the end of my lens against the glass I could avoid reflections and flare, but the dilemma was seeing this beautiful raking light with nothing of interest I could compose.




It was about 6:45am and my frustration was building with the lack of subject matter when I received a text from one of my bosses asking, “What are you doing by yourself way over by that far window”. Turns out he was there for a different early AM flight. So I’m looking around but the club is so large I can’t see him, but then noticed a construction worker making his way across the tarmac and possibly into a spot where I could make a picture. I’m right eyed so I kept my left eye open to see the path of the construction worker and be ready if he entered frame left. I kept my right eye on the light, exposure and focus as I had to go manual to avoid front focusing on the glass.




I’m not great at action stuff, but fortunately the weight of the beam on the shoulder of the construction worker slowed him down where I could squeeze off an exposure right as the beam and the guide line for plane gate parking created an X.