Urban Exoticism

East 59th Street, New York

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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Fog Pond

Badshot Lea Big Pond, Farnham

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).