bibliophile...

The way someone holds a book speaks volumes.  I was taking portraits for a work assignment today and was moved by this gentle grasp.  Such an intimate embrace rendered tangible the friendship between the pages and the hands that turn them.

once upon a wall...

...a woman stared out from among the pages, and I wondered if her thoughts had any relation to the words which surrounded her.

palimpsests...

I set out in search of more deviant art along the walls and found a solitary figure with an appealing sketchy swagger.

Sadly, last week's graphic acquaintance was now shrouded in grey.

At the sight of the erasure, I knew it would only be a matter of time.  They'd be back again to peel away those layers of iconoclasm.

snow daze...

Last weekend, it snowed inches of light dry powder.  Today, we woke up to more snow, some four inches of heavy wet flakes.  The early morning radio newscast mentioned the coming weekend's impending snowstorm.

I'm sick of snow, but the dog had to go out.  So I rolled out of bed, and left the house with camera in one hand and the leashed puppy in the other.

 

The neighborhood was quiet, and the sun peered from behind a veil of fog. The contrasts and patterns were everywhere.  The snow almost seduced me with its devilish charm as I eyed more patterns ahead.

Heading back home, the landscape then lost much of its appeal as I thought about the day ahead, and the confinement of the office.

As we passed by the park on the return leg, I made the usual deposit, a blue bag of dog poop at a trash can in the park.

The distinct and familiar pulse invited a glance, and I spotted the military helicopter circling above, a fitting punctuation to the dissolution of the morning's atmospheric glare.

 

Life in the DC Metro area...an immersion in serial contrasts

word views...

During an early morning walk in the Uptown District, I saw a shadow tattoo in a shop window.

A wall full of letters, and "b-e-e-r" stood out for early morning customers.

Yesterday while driving through Gretna, Louisiana on the way back from Dim Sum...a fleeting glimpse of Spanglish