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wall shrine, with flower
I got my start as a photographer by way of a long project where I documented roadside crosses and other memorials; I think all the years of being always-vigilant for those locations has permanently set my brain to seek out similar things. I don’t think I am actively looking for them, but there were numerous times in Palermo that I’d glance over at a wall and there’d be a shrine right there, as thought it had been expecting me.
Palermo, Sicily
photographed 8.29.2022
boys at play (beside World War II ruins)
As unbelievable as it seems to someone whose city was never bombed, there are still building ruins in the heart of Palermo left over from 1943, when Allied and German forces battled for control of the island. (Read more here.)
One of the ruins was very near where we stayed, and the wire fencing on the left side of the photo surrounds the rubble. But, even with war ruins that are almost eighty years old, life in the rest of the neighborhood goes on, with boys playing a made-up game as two young women strolled along. (And as a quartet of photographers watched and, possibly, made more than a few images.)
Palermo, Sicily
photographed 8.31.2022
fishing
Yes, of course I had to look over the bridge railing to see what was going on on the river level. No surprises, really, other than the way the sun hit that fishing line.
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 6.30.2022
side-eye
That family over there seems to be a little skeptical about what is going on with the fountain. And in spite of how the photo looks, they didn’t actually get wet. As far as I know.
Crown Fountain
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 6.27.2022
Hyde Park express
One of my previous careers was in the field of mass transit. The career didn’t end well* and I moved along to something else. But I do still notice buses and bus operators. And if reflections cross faces in an interesting way, all the better.
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 6.27.2022
*So what happened was that I got fired. But that opened up a chance at my new career, which is truly the best career and job that I could have ever hoped for. So, from that angle, that whole transit career ended very well indeed.
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