HDR Photography
The newly renovated pond in Bushnell Park had crisp, clear water this fall and I assumed that I’d lose sight of the rocks at the bottom from the build-up of fallen leaves. Instead, it turns out that a frozen surface was the bottom-obscuring victor.
Despite years of living across the street from this charming skating rink in Bushnell Park, I’ve somehow never managed to capture good images of the action before this year. With the light of the full moon in the background, Hartford residents queued up for a chance on the ice.
When showing this picture of Trinity College’s chapel and Long Walk to a fellow alum, his first question was, “Where did you go to take this?” A near-lifetime of seeing the same perspectives from the same high points on campus made a shot like this one a complete surprise—a reaction that I’m always happy to provide.
The impossibility of this particular view of Trinity’s Long Walk keeps my eye returning to the perspective line as the building stretches away in the distance but doesn’t leave the frame.
Quiet summer evenings along Trinity College’s Long Walk, so calm and dignified and neogothic, are best complemented by the shiny silver paint of a vintage Porsche 911.
Renovations in the early 2000s greatly enlarged (and renamed) Trinity College’s library; this monolithic-yet-warm form feels welcoming amidst the Hartford landscape.
Happy Fourth of July!
Summer nights on Trinity College’s campus are quiet but the paths and buildings remain as effulgent as ever. There’s a luminous quality to this aerial view that really captures the sensory experience of exploring the quads by night.
Rolling northern Connecticut hills hide the bright lights of the distant city just over the horizon, scattered from post-thunderstorm clouds once the sunlight vanishes.
A fog of Macbeth/Shakespeare/Weird-Sisters-level strangeness descended on Hartford last night.
The summer sun in the Netherlands is still scattering through the sky well after 10:00 PM, providing a companion to the reflection of this tin soldier museum on the grassy banks of the Vechte River.
A rainbow of colors extend across the earth and into the sky during blue hour above Empire Polo Club.
Arcs of lightning through stormy clouds add a strong sense of the Frankensteinian to this summer image of Hartford’s skyline. The storm that just capped the city in snow will soon provide an opportunity for a different kind of mad scientist image.
I’m sure it’s perfectly innocent, but having an octagonal tower with a vague-yet-tech-themed name glowing atop it shouts “sinister cyberpunk corporation.”
November rush-hour traffic in Dublin provides a glowing array down the street, but I have to imagine it’s more frustrating to be sitting in said traffic.
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