Black and White
Duomo Arches
I find the mundane details of places or the macro details of those same locations are equally interesting. The scene created from the reciprocity of city and nature, or the simple things that are so commonplace that people don’t even notice are the photographs that I prefer to create.
Italy: Pisa, Orvieto, Lucca, and Firenze
Edited on iPad Pro using Capture One
Man with Glasses
I’ve sent plenty of time in Lucca, where my father lives, and tend to take many beauty shots. After so many trips, I wanted [needed] something new—inspiration, subjects, etc. I usually take my 23mm (35mm in 35mm terms) lens and my FujiFilm camera; usually my X-T5. Italy works very will with wider lenses. Many streets are narrow compared to the broad spaces we have in the United States. However, taking the same gear would have put challenges in the backseat.
My lens of choice: 35mm ƒ1.4 lens. Just a change in lens but doesn’t do well for broad, sweeping landscapes, or whole-building architecture but for details—getting close to ones subject and maximizing the minimalism of photography. That focal length doesn’t distort much, it doesn’t exaggerate perspective or compress the seen. It is a boring lens… and one much focus on interesting content.
For this trip to Italy, people became a suprisingly common subject for me. Surprising because I tend not to do the typical street photography but I loved it. While New York City is considered a mecca for street photography, I would argue the people of Italy of been sold short on that premise.
These are some of the people of Italy; Lucca, Pisa, Orvieto, and Firenze.
Edited on iPad Pro using Capture One
Away from the city and in between granite, sandstone, and lava rock, the sun casts its dramatic light on ancient sculptures that have lived under the sky for many aeons.
There is much I love about the desert but most of all is the imagery and the silence. A gust of wind can be hear before it arrives and the only sound made by a creature is a bird in the distant or the sifting of sand and rock under one’s feet.
I’ll return here, one day—it will be the same but entirely different. The silence is only eclipsed by the landscape.
