flying buttress
As always when I visit often-photographed locations, I try to find different ways to capture it: I don’t like following the crowd.
I shot this because the arch pieces on either side of the building looked like flying buttresses. And as a bonus, the half-staff flag (RIP Dolly P.) is reflected as a series of broken rectangles.
(part of the) Gateway Arch
Saint Louis, Missouri
photographed 8.30.2026
travel/day
It was really quite warm inside the airport terminal the other day – summer-in-hell heat levels, with about a million percent humidity.*
In an effort to try to stir up a bit of a breeze, I went back and forth on the moving sidewalks for a little while. It did not make things any cooler and it may actually have made me seem a little deranged. But I don’t care: I’ll never see those people again and I got a photo out of the deal.
Saint Louis Lambert International Airport
Saint Louis, Missouri
photographed 9.5.2026
*My spouse once told me, “You ALWAYS exaggerate.” He said it without realizing that his sentence was itself an exaggeration, a thing that still makes me laugh more than I should. But still: that sentence has already been spoken. No need for you to bring it up: I am aware.
awake
This parking structure takes up three-quarters of a block in downtown Saint Louis. There used to be shops and restaurants, and even a police substation, on the street level. All of it is gone now and even though there are FOR LEASE and DEVELOPMENT OPPORTUNITY signs posted, things don’t appear to be hopeful.
There is a strong graffiti presence.
And in the quarter-block that’s not this giant ruin, there’s a surface parking lot with a security guard who will invite you move along when you step into the lot to take photos.
Saint Louis, Missouri
photographed 9.2.2026




