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do not go gently
I was looking back through the images I made a few years ago on a photo trip to Havana and found some that didn’t catch my attention at the time.
Like this one, which I made on the first night in the country, of a vintage car driving in front of the Hotel Inglaterra. As we explored the neighborhood around the Parque Central, rolling blackouts rolled around. It was a little surreal, the way the buildings would be flooded with light one minute and then gone when the lights went black. It was a regular thing, day and night, and I never got used to it.
Havana, Cuba
photographed 11.5.2022
needle moon
It was a gray night in Needles; even the full moon didn’t help very much.
Our stop in Needles came after a long day of driving that took us from the close-to-freezing temperature in Flagstaff*, across the desert, through a creepy town that I’ll call “Oatman”**, and then down into Needles, which was hot AF and really pretty depressing.
Oh, the joys of a road trip!
Route 66
Needles, California
photographed 6.1.2023
*Which we didn’t appreciate as much as we should have
**Because that’s the name of the place




