Just returned from a trip to Rome. I now have so many photos on my hard drive that it's causing my desk to sag.
nice pic.. where is this from? it looks like Tacoma, Washington's train line
Dale, I love the colors on this one. Was the train moving, or was it standing still? Not that it matters, it's a great shot!
Thanks, guys. That is the Seattle-Tacoma Sounder commuter rail. It is stopped at the Freighthouse Square rail station in Tacoma, Washington. The photo was taken in October and the train had one North-bound run remaining for the day.
This is the parking garage, bus terminal and light rail station behind Freighthouse Square.
Dale
Just returned from a trip to Rome. I now have so many photos on my hard drive that it's causing my desk to sag.
He wasted even more time by getting his van stuck in the mud near my shack, and needing to be towed out by a 4x4...
The initial shot was a snapshot taken in diffuse light. Didn't do anything for me. I shot again at night where I had more control over the light.
Yeah it is, i was really pleased with some of the pictures it produces and your not allowed to take pictures of the art itself, this was just a board in which people left their thoughts about the turner prize entries. still got many dirty looks though nice photo too. b&w, perhaps?
Piel Island, yesterday: a little island off the Cumbria coast... with a row of terraced houses, a castle and a pub. The pub's been closed for a while (), but it's due to open again next year )). To get a pint, you'll need to get the ferry (a guy in a little fishing boat). Now, that's my kind of pub...
While I was shooting yesterday, a guy from the nearby shipbuilding company (a huge, controversial concern, military submarines, hush-hush, etc) stopped me and asked why I was taking photographs. "Because I want to, that's why"...
Then yesterday evening, a policeman turns up at my shack, to ask some more questions. To his credit, he looked rather embarrassed... but what the hell's going on? I suggested that the photographers they might be concerned about are the ones they can't see... rather than the ones who stand around, camera on tripod, waiting for the light to get 'interesting'.
The policeman left, having asked a few more obvious questions, and me saying much the same thing. All very polite... but what a waste of time. He wasted even more time by getting his van stuck in the mud near my shack, and needing to be towed out by a 4x4...
2010 Calendar Shoot