wow!  great urban-scape

peterbaker:

Detroit

flashback ! Las Vegas - 2006, probably some stupid photography convention / exhibition, I dunno. .

So, as it would be expected - the past two years have been the era of putting things down. . dogs, unsuccessful business’s, the kids home base, an era here in a little town by a river…

We had an attic crammed with 20 years of stuff, an attic at the top of a lumber baron’s mansion - literally, not figuratively, built by a lumber baron as a wedding present for his daughter in 1881 -

My daughter had a talking horse toy, barely touched as it was given to her perhaps a little late (note tag) but her friends loved it !- When I got to it, the plastic stick was cracked, and actually gouged me - untouched for years - as I prepare to ditch it - I pinch the ears and it starts moving. . it starts talking - I love to run, let’s go for a ride . etc. .

and it kept talking as I closed the garbage can lid…

my ancestors, roots and all that… as my brother noted ‘now there’s a neighborhood watch!’

phobs-heh:

Nomads & their eagles, by John Delaney

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flashback to L.A.!

My son Sam is a digital efx genius. . I’m his dad, I can say that…He’s in L.A. and on my recent visit went out with him solo, no mom along. Well, we go shoot a couple of rounds at the famous Los Angeles Gun Club. It was educational . . can’t jam rounds into a clip for the life of me, time for a shot gun.

But what really made me proud was my fatherhood investment paid off! All those years of hauling him and his sister around Japan Town in San Francisco branded him with a love of noodles! So he took me to Daikokuya, The Original Noodle and Rice Bowl. I knew it was going to be good, it was cash only! Insanely good, cheap, biff bam boom service, vintage Japanese movie posters on the wall, curling from years of cooking moisture. What’s not to like? Plus the servings were not large, try gargantuan. . .

Earlier that week, we had gone as a group to Shin-Sen-Gumi Hakata Ramen, also in Little Tokyo. The pictures are from that location. And I got my one and only tourist T shirt there with blossoms and a tiger. Reminded me of the one I wore until it vaporized from the long gone San Francisco Robata Bar, Toraya. Not the J-town one, but the one that was on Fillmore St. What was striking about the L.A. one, they made a chandelier from noodle strainers! Very clever and spot on branding wouldn’t you say!

lens culture photobook review: Jocelyn Bain Hogg’s The Family →

let me be blunt - I don’t have the b***s to do this kind of photography…

I'm a Photographer, Not a Terrorist - Many lenses, one voice →

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demi - hiatus

Am not going to be hurling hither and yon for a few weeks, therefore, things may get a bit more erratic and periodic. .  .but it will crank up again, I promise. .  .

In Minnesota after 4 months on the road - heading back to family and friends in Stillwater / St. Paul. A layover in Pipestone to take a break from the somewhat forced march one nighters of the past week…

Mitchell South Dakota is home to the Corn Palace, kitsch venue extraordinaire… I drove by it and was not bowled over. . saw some other things…

With the exception of Mt. Rushmore, George McGovern, Tom Brokaw and combination laundrormat/casinos, not that impressed… meh. .