
A foggy, rainy day on the New Jersey Turnpike.


A foggy, rainy day on the New Jersey Turnpike.


I had a cousin who was an optician. He offered me an after-school job at his shop. He told me he’d teach me how to work the lens-grinding machine but to be careful lest I fall in and make a spectacle of myself.
Some more urban night shots from the archive.
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Looking through a car’s sun roof on a miserable, dark, cold, rainy day.

When I take the train to London, before even getting to Alderhsot, I always see beautiful bodies of water out the train window. Some weeks ago I resolved to go find them and photograph them. Of course, the train is elevated at this point, so I wasn’t sure I’d get the same view, and I wondered if I could get passed the obscuring treeline. Looking on the map, I found the Badshot Lea Big Pond was a walk of only a little over a couple of miles so we set off on the firs nice day. Unfortunately, when we got there, we discovered it was a private fishing club with no admittance and no real view through the shrubbery. Then, about a week later, a train ride to London on a foggy morning, at low speed, presented another opportunity (click the images below to see them larger).



After dinner we explored the beach and seashore. Click any image to see them all enlarged to full size.










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