Monthly Archives: March 2015

What’s That Guy Doing?

Where: Long Beach, CA





I was driving into the office and saw a car wash on PCH that was beautifully lit in the morning light




Several people were likely wondering why I parked my car and then walked into where the cars were actually being washed. But they couldn’t see the interesting abstract shapes I was seeing of an automated brush with soap passing over a door handle on a white car.

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The Improbable at The End of The World

Where: East Jesus, CA




EJ Typewriter


After a recent meeting in Palm Springs preparing for the Palm Springs Photo Festival, I made a run for the border. But I had no intention of crossing into Mexico as on the way to the California border with Mexico is one of my favorite places, Slab City.



It difficult to describe Slab City. I simply think of it as a living Mad Max environment with a discriminating mix of people living off the grid. Make that way off the grid.




Photographed at East Jesus




At the very end of Slab City is East Jesus. The broken glass shrouding a typewriter inside the piano, which I assume illustrates the shared concept of keys, is only one of several images I made in East Jesus. It indeed speaks, per the East Jesus web site, of “… low-tech solutions, unresolved theories, non-linear advancement, and creative reuse.”



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Bus Stop Vegas Style

Where: Las Vegas, NV



LV Bus Stoplr


Back in Vegas for another trade show, this time WPPI.



With a few free hours the afternoon before set-up, I headed to Fremont St.



I often don’t shoot on Fremont but its a place taxi drivers are comfortable going to.  For me the best shots are usually several blocks east of the Fremont Experience.



With the light pouring through a bus stop illuminating the red, yellow, blue and green shapes, I simply waited for a some people to arrive for the next bus.




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Purple Haze

Where: Amsterdam, Netherlands



Purple Looker


I was in Amsterdam a few weeks ago for the ISE trade show.



When traveling East over an ocean, in this case the Atlantic, I feel the jet-lag. Going West is never an issue but I often have hazy moments the first couple of days going East.



I had a few free hours and headed to an area where I knew there was some interesting graffiti.



I remember composing this scene, and I remember waiting for the right person to walk by, but due to the jet-lag I just don’t remember making the shot. I must have been on Auto-Pilot.



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