HDR Photography
We’ve reached the end of 2025 and I’ll celebrate with what I think is one of my best shots of the year—and also just chronologically one of the last shots of the year. The tiny camper van and far-off lights add a sense of scale, saying “goodbye” to the distant events of that past time. Happy New Year!
A nearly winter morning marks the end of the semester. Light reflecting from the Connecticut River adds some energy to a monochromatic world and I head to work to submit final grades.
Spring sunset colors match well with blossoms by Bushnell Parks’ pond.
Happy Thanksgiving from Decaseconds and from lovely Bushnell Park.
Golden light, golden buildings, green colors in the park. Flying a drone can unveil a new perspective from an altitude that wouldn’t be accessible otherwise, but it can also just give a boat’s-eye view with a lot less paddling.
After a summer spent under construction to fully overhaul the pond, work is finally complete and our city park looks more beautiful than ever. In the distance, the State Capitol is lit by the last of the warm early-autumn sunshine.
Two brothers, two coupes, together at sunset.
Glaciers carved deep between stones to create the lake on which Mohonk Mountain House appears to float, but I feel like those glaciers left behind a little bit of their cold blue thermodynamic impact in the colors (and temperature) of the water.
Great Falls with additional great falls grafted on via dam.
The older bits of Belgium seem a little offended by the polished European modernity of the rest of Mechelen.
The riotous multilayered landscapes of artists like Raoul Dufy and Maurice de Vlaminck always fascinated me: how could so many different textures of farmland and hillside really coexist? Then I flew over Midway, Kentucky to see an array of fields that created exactly the same layer-upon-layer multitextured expanse.
Wane sunlight paints a lovely set of parallel and intersecting lines from the facade of this really photogenic parking garage in Mechelen, Belgium.
A great sunset over Bushnell Park is well-matched by reflections from the windows of Bushnell Tower.
Somewhere high above Texas (I’m sure a local could recognize the town from the shape of the river), the sun went down and the lights of the villages turned on.
I commented previously that the Benelux countries look like the cinematic vision of utopia, but I was not perhaps ready for that to extend to structures like parking garages. When the option to be beautiful and interesting exists, the alternative seems a bit insulting.
Decaseconds 