City Hall Take 2 Louisville, Kentucky 2011

Like the corner store photo I posted the other day, I also photographed this part of City Hall in Louisville when I was there last fall. (See the older photo here.) Also like the corner store, I knew I had photographed it before but had forgotten the actual composition I came up with before. As the photographer anyway, it’s interesting to see how my way of seeing things varied (or not) between the two different visits.]]>

Sunday Breakfast Bozeman, Montana 2011

I was just about to head out the door yesterday morning for my usual Sunday morning breakfast with my wife when my fire department pager went off so I ended up going out with the guys instead. I’ve been on the volunteer fire department in Bridger Canyon for over four years now and have almost no photos to show for it. Now that I have a decent cell phone camera, it’s a little easier. Still by the time I get enough of a break in what I’m doing to take any photos, the best shots are gone–like when we first arrived on scene at this fire and there were flames coming out all of the windows. No one was in this little house when it caught fire but the ski bum who lived there had quite a shock I imagine when he got home after a beautiful day of spring skiing.]]>

The Blackberry Prayer Louisville, Kentucky 2012

Back when I worked in a cubicle farm I sometimes couldn’t avoid attending meetings frequented by too many (i.e. > 0) managers. In my later years on that job these managers all began sporting Blackberry smart phones (apparently still a major tool of choice for the business world). So going into these meetings you could tell the managers from the non-managers easily enough because the managers all had their heads bowed and their hands in their laps reverently checking their emails and text messages. Someone once told me that pious pose is called the Blackberry Prayer. This particular guy in Louisville didn’t come across as a major player in the business world but his stance seemed eerily familiar. The pose makes the man.]]>

The Corner Cafe Lousiville, Kentucky 2012

I first posted a photo of this corner store last October when I was last in Louisville. (You can see it here.) Once again I was attracted to it because of it’s Hopperesque qualities. And also once again I took this one on a Sunday morning when things were pretty quiet on the streets of Louisville.]]>

The Urban Jungle Louisville, Kentucky 2012

A portion of just one of the several power poles that I saw in the Highlands neighborhood of Louisville that has obviously announced a long history of events in it’s past.]]>

Patriot’s Dream #30 & 38 Louisville, Kentucky 2012

Obviously the same logic behind yesterday’s photo title applies to this one. I thought it interesting that even with the long wall of blank space available, the painter chose to paint a rather squished looking flag image for some reason.]]>

Girl Reading a Book #18 & 1295 Louisville, Kentucky 2012

I just got back from visiting family in Louisville. I managed to get a few interesting photos there when not visiting or over-eating. This one from Carmichael’s Bookstore  is number 18 in my series of women reading photos but there’s an obvious compelling argument for also calling it number 1295. I wonder if a similar logic is how Bob Dylan came up with the name for his song Rainy Day Women #12 & 39. Here’s a fun version of that song (is there any version of that isn’t fun?) by Flatt and Scruggs:

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Rose of the Danube Budapest, Hungary 2011

A cook on a tour boat on the Danube River preparing dinner for someone up on the main deck.

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Listen or I’ll Break Your Legs Budapest, Hungary 2011

I must have seen too many old gangster movies because if I’d seen these guys carrying their violin cases down the street, I’d have guessed them more likely to be holding machine guns than actual violins.]]>

Your Attention Please Budapest, Hungary 2011

A Hungarian standing honor guard at the monument at Heroes’ Square on the Hungarian equivalent of Memorial Day. That’s a job I’d flunk horribly at–I’m too much of a fidgetor.]]>