Lotus Eaters

Eustace Street, Dublin, Ireland

from Leopold Bloom’s stream of consciousness in the Lotus Eaters chapter of Ulysses:

Lost it. Curse your noisy pugnose. Feels locked out of it. Paradise and the peri. Always happening like that. The very moment. Girl in Eustace street hallway. Monday was it settling her garter. Her friend covering the display of. Esprit de corps. Well, what are you gaping at?

Dusk in Greenwich Village

W 4th St and Sixth Avenue, New York

Some more examples of shooting in low light, hand-held at really high ISOs coming up in the next few posts. I love the way the cool tones of the night sky contrast with the warm tones of the street lights and the people. In spite of the noisy, over-softened images, it’s one of my favorite times to shoot.