Going Up With Straight Lines And Angles

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I’m finding more and more photographic opportunities in the most mundane places. I think what makes this one is the 28mm lens on my Ricoh GR that takes in all the angles of the escalator and elevator together with the lucky coincidence of having just one person perfectly positioned in the middle of the moving stairway.

The Matriarch

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“A woman who rules or dominates a family, group, or state; specifically: a mother who is head and ruler of her family and descendants.”…Mirriam-Webster

Looks like one to me.

Big Hurt On Boylston Street

 

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This is a scene on Boylston Street outside the public library. It’s reeking with human misery. I often find it hard and indeed intrusive to take these kind of photographs, yet the emotion in them is so striking I sometimes take the shot anyway. It’s a little like war photography, without the danger of course. Recording pain for the sake of getting some kind of lesson from it.

Looks Like Fun

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This couple was being photographed by a professional for what seemed like an impending marriage. The were having a lot of fun. The shoot was near Acorn Street in Boston’s Back Bay. It’s a favorite location for wedding photographers. I didn’t want to butt in but couldn’t resist taking this shot as I walked by.

First Look

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Don’t you wish we still had that sense of wonder and anticipation.

Portrait of Sarah

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In case I haven’t told you before, my wife Sarah is a voracious reader. I admire that trait very much and often wish I read more myself. However I’m dyslexic and content myself to more visual activities. I took this picture of her in our local Starbucks as she was chugging along trying to finish a book that she didn’t like.

Why read a book you don’t like you ask? She belongs to a book club of very fierce opinionated ladies and it was required reading for this month’s meeting.

Master Lock

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I know it’s a kind of silly title but I didn’t want to name this portrait something pretentious. This old gentleman was sitting by himself staring off into space in a sheltered corner of the main Frog Pond administrative building. While it looks like he is watching me, I’m pretty sure he isn’t. He was very much lost in his own thoughts.

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