Water flow over the edge of a fountain.
A stranger’s dog.
Yup, there it is. Arizona. Looks like it’s feeling a little blue! Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk. :-)
What can I say? I was out of fresh ideas this evening. And this being laundry night, well, it was either a photo of the machine or a photo of its contents. :-)
I liked the idea behind this, but was never able to get the lighting quite right.
The fence line for Petroglyph National Monument on the west side of Albuquerque.
Doorway to the outside world.
A tortoise in Albuquerque’s Old Town district.
A stack of magazines, sitting undisturbed in the same location for years.
Early morning experiments in the studio.
Yeah, they’re bricks. No, I couldn’t figure out an interesting way to shoot them. I guess bricks are just bricks, at least for me at this particular time.
The old Honeywell fan sitting in the corner.
From a car show in Albuquerque.
An inscription on what might be a replica of the Liberty Bell. I should have paid more attention to the identity of my subject.
Another round of early-morning randomness.
Scrap-metal sculpture of a motorcycle.
Out of business.
Cactus overlooking the Rio Grande.
I thought this was an odd sign in the middle of a shopping-mall parking lot. To me, it wasn’t clear at all what “violations” were being referred to. About sixty seconds after taking this photo, though, a security guard came by and informed me that I was not allowed to take pictures on mall property. …
Roadrunners apparently don’t care to be photographed.
Wake up early. Find something random. Take photos. Start the day.
The other keyboard.
Overhead light reflection on a glossy black surface.
The evening started with an inadvertent lesson in “lens creep”, which led to a bit of experimentation that never quite worked out the way I wanted it to.
Today’s experiment was trying to find interesting lines and arrangements within a scene.
Mike Duncan takes to the streets of Albuquerque during this weekend’s “Bomb The Canvas” Graffiti Art Expo & Auction. More examples of Mike’s work can be found through his website and Flickr account.
I was out this Saturday morning — doing my regular eighteen-mile warmup run — when I happened across this guy. Scared the hell out of me. He was probably a good ten feet or so in length, around 250 pounds, and had a rather mean disposition. He was not at all happy that we ran …
Abandoned tires (although marked for sale) on the streets of downtown Albuquerque.
Insomnia provided extra time for experimentation in the wee hours of the morning. As an added bonus, this forced me to look up the correct spelling of “ukulele” once and for all. :-)