Out with the old, in with the new most often happens in a sudden and shatteringly disruptive sort of way in Beijing, with lifetimes of memories of place wiped out in an afternoon, quickly replaced by something new that fairly effectively makes reminiscing about what used to be there seem fairly pointless. A few weeksContinue reading “Urban Renewal, Beijing Style”
Biking through the posh neighborhoods, and gully communities, which seem to pass one into the other so abruptly in this bifurcated city, on a quiet cool Sunday morning can be a wonderful thing. Especially when there is rum to sweat out of the system, and the church choirs are just picking up steam in theContinue reading “Bless this coffee…”
There are “Washingtonians” and there are DC residents.Â The members of one group considers themselves “local” if they manage to stick around for more than two years, they go to cocktail happy hours in the rooftop bars of hotels, they discuss the political drama of the day. Members of the other groupÂ vote in localContinue reading “DC Places”
Washington, DC, the international city that it is, is a seethingÂ petriÂ dish in the World Cup feverÂ laboratory. Locales include Lucky Bar for the sad South Korean loss, and both Oakwood Residences with State Dept friends and the rooftop of Local 16 for the even sadder USA loss to Ghana.
Discovering the virtues of manipulating one’s Depth of Field, the espresso becomes the sole obsession of the photograph, the background rendered inconsequential. Contrast this with, of course, a perspective whose view of what lies Â behind is as clear as that of the object of focus, begging the question what really is the subject?
The figs making their first showing here in Northwest Washington, DC. These are the first pictures with a new DSLR camera – I can’t wait until I figure this thing out!