a Photo Blog, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to dear dirty New York
While we waited to go into the studio, I couldn’t help but notice the stunning reflective sunglasses of my classmate, who kindly agreed to be photographed. My camera, reflected separately in each lens, came out looking like I was focusing a particularly large pair of binoculars on her.
Some will remember that I posted 2 pictures already of shopping trolleys and autumn leaves that I took in Farnham near the University. Then I came upon these in London walking around and I, well, I just had to shoot them.
Empty parking lots exert a strange attraction for me.