
Seeing him sitting on a bench so dramatically attired, I had to ask to take a portrait. He leapt up and took this thumbs-up stance, nodding his approval when I showed him the image on the back of my camera.

Seeing him sitting on a bench so dramatically attired, I had to ask to take a portrait. He leapt up and took this thumbs-up stance, nodding his approval when I showed him the image on the back of my camera.

It seems I always find the museum’s mirror.

A striking image we saw at the museum that I failed to make a note of. The best I can reconstruct from the museum’s web site is that it might have been part of this exhibit. I have long considered using my calligraphy skills on photographs but some early experiments proved disappointing. It’s still on my list of future projects, however.

About 2½ weeks ago we returned to the UK, this time to Brighton. As democracy and civil rights in the US come more and more frighteningly under threat; and the current administration move us determinedly into a post-bellum isolationism, failing to understand the reasons for which the post-war institutional structures were built, or the impoverishment earlier civilisations endured when they turned inward, we thought it best to consider alternatives. Here we are, reflected in a shiny mirrored surface on the beach promenade on our first afternoon.

Reaching the northern border of Ocean Beach we walked off the beach into Mission Beach.

I often find in museums a place to photograph myself in reflection. The Museum of Photographic Arts in Balboa Park (surprisingly lacking in photographs when we visited) provided the perfect opportunity for reflection.

Continue trying to get additional shots for Modern Romance. Only one of each setting can make the final – which will it be?
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Well, at least the lamp is straight in this one, but I look like a deer caught in the headlights and that shirt just has to go! The one below has a yellowish color cast to it and we’re the wrong size compared to the one above. Nothing yet ready to add to Modern Romance.


Another attempt at an extension of Modern Romance to New York. Not quite there.

Thought I would try my hand at some more images for Modern Romance, based here in New York, rather than Farnham. A Doctor’s office makes sense for an old couple, right? However, I don’t think it really works with the series, not to mention the color problems.

From eye-height our heads were elongated so it looked as if I had a stove-pipe-tall head. At camera height (and angle, I suppose) this effect disappeared but we still got a kind of funhouse mirror effect.

Sculptor Pat Walls putting the finishing touches to one of his several sandstone statues (here, the wheelwright) portraying the crafts and trades of Farnham in the Brightwells Yard development in Farnham as it holds out hope of completing. I had a nice chat with him about his practice and he described to me each of the artisans portrayed in the statues.

Magnum had an event with lots of their photographers conducting book signings and an exhibit of a dialog of photographs and commentary on Gaza. Needless to say, I found the one place where I could photograph myself. I tried to line myself up with the legs in Erwitt’s famous photograph but failed.

My project of the final semester of the MFA has been about the relationship of long-term older couples. The current portfolio comprises pictures of my partner and me only, but I am considering branching out to add more couples and make it a more representative and documentary project. When I saw this couple kissing on the platform I asked them if I could photograph them. Unfortunately, the train pulled in just then so I only had time to grab this single shot and could learn no more about them.

Leaving the Goodman Gallery and turning a corner I came upon this man taking a short break from painting the wooden scaffold behind him. It seemed such an excellent canvas for a portrait I had to ask him if I could take his picture. He joked that it would break my lens and, when I showed him the image, that now he would be famous.