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Monthly Archives: April 2011
This bike was at the bottom of a twenty foot drop. I’m assuming some kids threw it over the railing, and it wasn’t some failed bicycle stunt. Either way, it’s a free bike for somebody!
Since this picture was taken they’ve renamed the Sears Tower (to the Willis Tower) and added the tourist outcroppings. There seemed to be talk everywhere of building officials wanting to paint it silver, too.
I’m glad they didn’t. People have seem to accepted the building’s name change, but I think it’d be too much too soon to paint it silver.
This is probably the only moment in time last summer where there weren’t any people rowing or fishing in Chicago’s South Lagoon.
I’m a big fan of topical, political humor. While this picture is timeless more than topical, it still qualifies as humorous to me.
Last week I framed three black and white pictures for the house, but a few years ago I wouldn’t touch black and white photos to save my life. After taking a photo immersion course in Maine a few years back, I learned a lot more about black and white photography. I’ve since taken a number of pictures knowing they’d make better black and white’s than color images. This is one of those images.
Our train ride from Zurich to Gimmelwald, Switzerland was absolutely majestic. We took the “scenic route” there (during the day) and the speedy route home (at night). This is one of the towns we passed along the way.
Gary, Indiana has a lot of abandoned buildings. Some are churches. Some are factories. This picture is from the post office.
I went down to Gary to wander around and shoot whatever I could find in a day. In retrospect, I shouldn’t have gone alone. There were far too many factors and no one would have known where I was or the status of my safety. In one of the old theaters I wandered through, a piano had fallen through the floor. While I don’t weigh as much as a piano, floors can still randomly give way in old buildings.
I also should have brought a better flashlight.
Yesterday afternoon I stopped by a Chicago bar I had frequently driven by on the expressway. As the story goes, “Slow Down, Life’s Too Short” came from an owner who sold everything to buy a boat, beached it in Florida (in a town of less than 100 people) and decided to make a bar based on his new discovery to slow down, life is too short. Apparently the City of Chicago had some issues with it and shut the bar down in November of 2004.
The bar is currently unoccupied, but appears to be pillaged by trespassers on occasion. The colors are fading, but I think that’s why it gets its charm.
As previously mentioned in this space, some days I throw my camera in my work-bag to capture some images before, during or after work. On this day, I was working Northwestern University’s graduation ceremony and had to be at work about 7AM. I left work about an hour early and stopped at the Evanston Lighthouse to get the sun in that golden hour of soft, full light. As I was wandering around looking for good angles, a runner came along the beach, turned at the break-wall behind me and went back north past the lighthouse, aligning nicely for this image.
I’m getting pretty antsy for the weather to clear up and get nicer. As I write this, it’s currently 36 degrees out — 30 degrees below normal. I’m eager to get out and use the macro lens on some flowers, but right now it seems like that will be August or September.
Luckily Chicago has a plethora of things to shoot on cloudy and overcast days, because we have plenty of those days right now.
This is a completely random photo, but I think that’s why I like it. A friend and I were roaming around a parking garage taking pictures of the construction site next door, and that’s where I saw all of the rust and colors of the enormous pipes.
The original version of the “Statue of the Republic” stood nearly three times higher (at 65 feet) then the current, which resides in Chicago’s Jackson Park. Originally part of the World’s Fair in 1893, the artist, Daniel French, would later produce the statue of Lincoln for Washington D.C.’s Lincoln Memorial. The current statue was commissioned in 1918, for Illinois’ centennial celebration.
Having a couple of extra days in Spain before making our way to Pamplona for the Running of the Bulls, Alisha and I went to Segovia for a few nights. Two things in Segovia worth seeing are the Roman aqueduct, which is centuries old and still functioning, and the original inspiration for Walt Disney’s idea for the Magic Kingdom’s castle. Segovia is also the town in which Christopher Columbus was in when he convinced the King of Spain to fund his crazy trip West, to the Indie’s, which he accident found the Americas instead.
A nearly-empty Welsh-Ryan Arena, in Evanston, Illinois (home of the Northwestern Wildcats).
In honor of the Stanley Cup playoffs starting today, here’s a picture of the coolest trophy in sports.
I think this black and white image is an interesting contrast to pictures from the last couple of days with their bright blue skies. In this picture, it was an overcast day in Chicago, but a nice temperature to throw on long-johns and go out to shoot some of Chicago.
I have a collection of foreign currency that started with a couple of extra bucks in my pocket upon returning home from international trips, and has since turned into intentionally keeping some money tucked away.
On another day this summer when it’s cloudy and raining I’ll take this picture again, but without the image being so flat and one-dimensional.
This past weekend I found myself at a college gymnastics tournament. About seven hours before the event started (and with few people there), I wandered around taking pictures of things surrounding the 75 year-old building and the gymnastics equipment filled within.
At one point I jumped up to the rings and did a couple of pull-ups. I think I made it to two before my body started to cry like the out-of-shape-blob that it is. What I did learn, however, is a new respect for the gymnasts; just playing around for all of ten seconds made me realize how impressive their efforts really are.