This is the second in a series of articles on “Cars we have photographed and loved.”
In 1970, if you hankered for a luxurious muscle car built to your specifications, Dodge had a solution, the Challenger. Today, if you want a 70s muscle car that is rare (or even unique) and one that you can restore or upgrade, a Challenger can fulfill your dreams.
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As a photographer, I have shared my images with two artists who have used them as a starting point for some of their work: Sheila Peck in watercolor and Judi Schultze in pastel. Again and again Sheila and Judi amazed me with what they discovered in the scene and how beautifully they expressed their discoveries. Continue reading “Variations on a Scene”
This charming little church sits on a small hill overlooking Route 1, the Ring Road that encircles Iceland. The corrugated metal walls are quite common for country churches constructed after all the trees had been cut. As a photographer I knew about the beauty of Icelandic churches, but I was fascinated to learn about their history and architecture–always grand but never pretentious.
Urriðafoss is a wide waterfall in southwestern Iceland, just off the Ring Road. Though not a candidate for most people´s bucket list, it does provide a show of what happens when glacial runoff reaches volcanic rock. Hard to get a good picture in the pouring rain.
I am not a sports photographer, but when an international-level event comes down my street, I break out the cameras and walk the 25 steps necessary to make some images. Last Saturday, Stage 6 of the USA Pro Cycling Challenge raced around the corner nearest my house. (See the photos below.) Continue reading “Learning Sports Photography Hands-On”
The lighthouse is Stafnesviti (“viti” is Icelandic for “lighthouse”, so I suppose I’m being redundant. The lighthouse is certainly not redundant, given the number of shipwrecks along the west edge of the Reykjanes peninsula (redundant again because “nes” means peninsula). To continue my linguistic trend, I guess I should show a picture of the “big Rio Grande river”.