Musing on Museums

Museums are very underrated when it comes to taking pictures.

Not that there are never pictures taken in a museum, in that respect they are one of the most popular places to take pictures. But in photography circles (not that I consider myself to be in anyway a professional/real photographer), there seem to be a common belief that nothing original, wonderfully odd or awe inspiring can be captured when a 2,000 year old piece of bronze or stone is the subject. People are an entirely different matter however. The faces one makes when viewing history are most certainly worth being captured. People watching, as any photographer knows, makes for excellent subject matter.
But that's beside the point

I believe museums are wonderful places for photographic oddities. I do have a thing for shadows, and museums have great relief lighting, so that could be part of it. But in my opinion, there really is nothing quite like a calm stroll through a large hall, searching out moments to snap.

A Jacket-less February Day

It is an absolutely beautiful day here...in the middle of February. Not complaining in the least, on the contrary, I'm taking this opportunity to revisit another beautiful night here in DC. You may not recognize these particular stops around the Mall, but any guesses?

Hope everyone is enjoying the beautiful weather sweeping the country. Have a wonderful night.

Let's Go, Linked Arm in Arm

I could really go for a night walk around Prague right now. Where it's just warm enough to wander with a light jacket, a good friend and no map. Anyone up for catching the next plane out of here? I know this great pub just off the 3, 9, 14 and 24 tram lines at Vodičkova...

Watch Your Head; Check the Ceiling

It's amazing how often people forget to look up...

Nomads of the 21st Century

Traveling, especially when flying, is many people's least favorite activity. You're running to catch flights, you're getting felt up by security, your contact solutions/lotions/slightly too large bottles of shampoo are being confiscated, your seat back is being kneed by a toddler and yet, in the middle of that, there are still moments of ordinary beauty. I very much am a believer in photography, that perfect shot, being everywhere in nearly every moment. You just have to know when to click.

I have a thing for shadows...

...well for shadows and reflections. If I said I considered this to be a problem, I would be lying. It's a love affair for the ages. One for the books, the photo books.

Watching and Waiting

Roof-top statues loom protectively over the grounds of central Vienna. It's entirely out of context but for some reason this photo seems eerily appropriate today as there seems to be a tangible pull of anticipation in the air. The old gypsy mystic in me says somethings coming, but what? Alas my crystal ball is broken, tea leaves discarded and cards bent. We'll just have to wait and watch.