Closing my eyes with this image in mind, I can feel the same breeze on my sun on my skin and breeze in my hair from this day. And I can remember the sound of the tarp blowing gently in the winter breeze. That was […]
All posts tagged “Street Photography”
Covered, head to toe
On 5th Street and Garfield Street, you’ll find this house. It’s covered in graffiti. You can barely see an inch of this house’s original paint colour. I have no idea about the history of this house. Why is it covered in graffiti? Who owns it? […]
People watching at the DBG
Watching how people wander around Phoenix’s Desert Botanical Gardens is almost as interesting as the actual gardens. Almost. It’s fun to see and hear other visitors having the exact same reactions and thoughts you’re having seeing the gardens—look at the SIZE of that saguaro; you […]
Coming soon in Phoenix
Keeping on with this Phoenix theme in posts this week. Because I have a lot of photos of this quite lovely city I want to share. Downtown Phoenix is seemingly always in-flux. New buildings going up. Empty lots seemingly getting filled. It’s great to see. […]
My city, Phoenix
With the Phoenix Suns playing in the NBA Finals this week. And me having turned into a Suns fan, I thought it would be appropriate to theme this week’s photos around my current home—Phoenix. I never imagined myself living in a city. Always thought I […]
At the crossroads
Last week, I accidentally fell into a theme with the images I posted. Maybe it wasn’t an accident—maybe it was my subconcious’ way of selecting images I wanted to share. Taking a bit more control this week, and selecting a theme. Starting off easy, with […]
An accidental theme
Looking back of this past week’s posts, towards the end of the week, it looks like I stumbled on an accidental theme—images of the backs or sides of strangers. Leaning into that for today’s post. Captured in December 2017 in Bahrain. Taken at what was […]
Missing this
Weaving around plastic baskets, tables piled with kids clothes, and other seemingly random odds and ends. I don’t buy anything. Or very rarely. There’s something about walking around a souk. Even the incredibly quiet Muharraq souq, in Bahrain, on a Sunday afternoon. There isn’t anything […]
Happy accidents
I wish I was standing a little bit more to the left. I wish there wasn’t such a breeze flapping the balloons around. I wish I’d realised the potential comedy I was capturing rather than the happy accident I came out with. But sometimes happy […]