HDR Photography
The Green Lighthouse is “El Far Verd” in Spanish—”It does what it says on the tin.” Speaking of “tin,” the general aesthetic of the lighthouse really shouts for a certain twentieth-century adventure from the likes of Tintin.
Trinity sings of being “‘Neath the Elms” for our alma mater, but I haven’t been able to capture that experience at Commencement quite so literally prior to now.
Not long after sunrise, the Port Vell Aerial Tramway in Barcelona’s harbor is already gliding passengers across expanses of water and stands of palm trees.
From every angle, Trinity College’s Clement Chemistry Building has been surrounded by flowering trees. Great for photography… But not so much for people with a pollen allergy.
A springtime stroll along Trinity’s Long Walk has more leaf-generated shade every day.
Our Mediterranean journey began, fittingly, with an arrival at dawn and a trip to the ship terminal past a reminder of our own mortality.
Final exam week is winding down, which means we can finally emerge from our Neo-Gothic cocoons and enjoy Trinity’s perfect spring campus.
After a 2025 spent with construction fencing and destroyed surfaces, Bushnell Park in downtown Hartford is back and better than ever.
Trinity is technically an arboretum and spring brings out the photosynthesis in some of my favorite trees—with, of course, some great chairs in which to sit and enjoy them.
A huge facade of reflective glass is just the thing to amplify the pink clouds of a perfect evening in Hartford, Connecticut.
Bushnell Park in Hartford plays host to spectacular spring sights that juxtapose nature and life with the stark linear forms of skyline towers. I love the effect—but then, cities are my favorite places.
We returned to Connecticut just in time for a display of peak Southern-New-England springtime perfection; though the photographs from our trip through the Mediterranean will return soon, I couldn’t help but share our charming local neighborhood.
The Wind Star, eponymous ship of the cruise line, sits at anchor off the coast of Calvi, Corsica, looking like a relic of a different century—in contrast to the engineering choices inside her hull.
On a wickedly curving street beneath a dramatic Menorcan cliff, this simple crosswalk caught my eye.
The deep natural harbor of Mahón in Manorca has been in use for centuries and the small, charming structures along the waterfront have been preserved (with careful, direct action by the local population), leaving a (here’s my favorite adjective) Miyazaki-esque Mediterranean setting. The clifftop town above the harbor also makes for a perfect view from which to capture it all.
