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I like the shared orderliness of the bricks, the grass, and the sidewalk but the contrast in their textures.
What lies beyond these windowpanes? This captivating, symmetrical night photograph reveals a mysterious blue glow from within a brick building.
In daytime photography, an instant of time is frozen. In night photography, many minutes can be frozen. Here the hanging yellow controller is blurred as it swings in the breeze.
I had to shoot this scene through the gate in a chain link fence. Notice how the metal silos seem to glow.
I was out shooting the night of a full moon when I came upon this scene. To me, empty seating is poignant.
Many people have told me they have driven by this structure many times but never really looked at it. It takes on a completely different mood at night.
One of my favorite images because of the unexpectedness of finding a pink room in a concrete depot. That is a star trail in the upper left.
The red light washing over this image came from the clock. Note the green cast in the upstairs room caused by fluorescent light. The light in the lower left is a reflection of a laundromat across the street. I shot this ...
These are the same silos that are in one of my earlier images. I am repeatedly reminded how the same subject can put on a new face in a new photo.
One goal in my work is to encourage people to slow down and appreciate the beauty that surrounds us every day.
The repeating patterns of trees, furrows in the grass, and varying colors in the turf inspired me to capture this scene.
This night, I used a different film. I like the dreamy, minty blue of the water and sky in this image of the Berkeley Marina's breakwater and the San Francisco Bay.
The similarity of pattern and structure of the shopping cart and the goal net drew me to this scene.
This scene looks to be in miniature, like a picture from a storybook about an enchanted land. What are the visual cues that make us think what we are seeing is smaller than it actually is?
If you look closely, you can see the repeating circular and cross-hatch patterns in the windows of this old garage.
Headlights, streetlights, and airplane trails can be the bane of the night photographer. But here the airplane trail adds to the result by echoing the building's bands.
Some have argued that the color of this building is closer to olive green. Perhaps, but that night, under orange street lighting, it looked brown.
I have photographed this building many times, usually from farther away. The fallen leaves add interest and soften the straight lines and angles.
The soft light of a full moon is reflected in this fountain's curves. While I was taking this shot, automatic sprinklers were going off near me and I had to stay alert, ready to grab my camera and run.
This old house in Berkeley has had this word painted and repainted on it for decades. Note the faded peace sign circumscribing the word and the cross below.
The contrast between the natural and human-made, the soft and hard, the green and gray, drew me to this almost-abstract scene.
These weeds (?) were growing near railroad tracks and are lit by the lights of a huge parking lot on the left. Nature asserts itself wherever we give it a chance.
The dramatic lighting and strong lines of this winch drew me. Note the shifts in color in the skyline caused by the different types of street lights. This image remains one of my favorites.
It is amazing how many corrugated metal buildings you can find once you start looking. Also, this image won a Juror Award in an international photography competition.
I photographed this Berkeley Marina tree several times before it was removed. It was only yards from San Francisco Bay and was clearly subject to the frequent onshore breeze.
I like the look of this building. It is all lines and corners, but the colors and hedge add a little softness.
As with certain other images, I like the rough, hard surfaces of the blind and wall contrasted with the softness of the grass and hedge.
These broad-shouldered tanks look like henchmen leaning together and gazing down menacingly on the sleeping apartment dwellers below.
I like how the arms of the breakwater reach toward one another like the branches of the trees. I shot this scene well after dark under full moonlight.