Goodbye Old Friend

I initially was attracted by the harsh side lighting illuminating the guy sitting on the bench. However as I got closer and started taking  pictures, the other figure walking away was also caught in my composition. As luck would have it, their blue clothes seemed to tie the two together and so not only did I not crop out the receding figure, it become…

Music Please

I took this photograph almost by accident yesterday. It came about as I was walking across the little bridge in Boston’s public garden. The young lady was seated on its top edge intently involved with her music. I wasn’t intending to take her picture until I had almost passed by. At the last second I took one quick shot from the hip and got…

The Fashion Street Guy

I was chatting with this panhandler after I took his photograph when I noticed that the guy was decked out in a Ralph Lauren shirt! In fact aside from his huge beard, the guy looked pretty well off. Who knows? It takes all kinds to fill up a city.  

Portrait Of Beacon Hill

For those of you who know the character, (characters?) of old line Beacon Hill. This matron peaking out suspiciously from her classic doorway says all you need to know.

Hub Week Coming Soon

It starts tomorrow. STAY TUNED!

Going Up With Straight Lines And Angles

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

“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

  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…

Master Lock

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.

The Blue Ukulele

An interesting combination between the instrument’s happy blue color and his hard stare.