HDR Photography
This lonely cottage by the dunes and brush of a late-autumn Atlantic beach reminds me of a half-remembered setting from The Spy Who Came in from the Cold near the start of the novel, on the Dutch coast. There’s a lonely quiet to the image but the road and house suggest some respite on the horizon.
The great glowing verticality of Bushnell Tower at night reveals the strengths in I.M. Pei’s original design.
A classic Porsche in front of a classic New England clapboard home on Martha’s Vineyard looked so much like something out of a circa-1990’s Ralph Lauren or J.Crew catalog that I just had to rock some color grading to complete the editorial effect. Now where’s the tall man with the chunky sweater?
Down at the end of the long and windswept path to Lighthouse Beach and the Edgartown Harbor Lighthouse, can you spot the little figure of the walker between the bushes?
Tiny details of docks and homes and lighthouses against the grand scope of a late-autumn Martha’s Vineyard coastline make this a image for which I would really encourage you to click through to the full-sized version on Flickr.
Before the advent of drones with front-mounted cameras that can point up (without photographing the bottom of the drone body above them), I never thought of capturing a big dramatic sky so completely while flying.
We’ve been visiting Stowe, Vermont for a long time and I’ve even shown you this creek before, but today I bring you an entirely new and more wintery perspective, flying high over the snow-touched village.
Atlantic weather ages every part of Martha’s Vineyard, but the combination of textures and colors of age (rusted iron, grayed cedar, turned leaves) really captures a broad spectrum of possibility. The somewhat “impossible” geometry of the image places them in juxtaposition.
When only the snow-coated branches of a tree stand out above the roofline of a nearby building, the result is a bright and dramatic view of their structure.
Trinity College’s Chapel is encrusted and decorated with two types of brightwork: both snow and scaffolding.
Snow days are rare for adults—but when a nor’easter completely fuses Hartford in place, there’s not much else to do but ride it out. The resulting images were cold but cozy—ready to go with a warm beverage and a good book.
Not every Main St. has a castle overlooking it, but Hartford’s Wadsworth Atheneum art museum allows us to make that claim.
Each winter, a skating rink is frozen into the southern end of Bushnell Park. The neighborhood gains a new sort of place to gather and the city gains that extra pop of brightness and life.
In the rainy hills above Palm Springs, I was able to put the techniques I learned at #GRIDLIFE last fall to good use to get a dramatic shot of a Challenger driving faster than was probably advisable on the rainy road to San Diego.
Winter finally arrived (properly) to Hartford, Connecticut, and with it, Bushnell Park was transformed into perhaps its most charming version of itself. The tiny silhouettes of people among the glowing lamp posts and decorated trees brings to mind an urban Narnia.
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