A Colleague
Gay Pride Parade, San Francisco, 2000. This image got first place in Photojournalism at the 2001 FotoClave, a competition among Northern California camera clubs.
"Journalism entries shall consist of pictures with informative content and emotional impact, including human interest, documentary and spot news." .
Gay Pride Parade, San Francisco, 2000. This image got first place in Photojournalism at the 2001 FotoClave, a competition among Northern California camera clubs.
I don't really know what's going on, but he stood there for a while, so there is some human interest situation. Made in San Francisco
I was waiting to march in the Fourth of July Parade in Danville, CA in 2003 when I saw this. These people have all of the phrases of the Pledge of Allegiance on banners, but have the flag itself lying on the ground and draped over one of them, both of which are illegal under the United States Code. To me they are hypocrites.
One of our assignments in Santa Fe was to set up in one place and wait for interesting things to happen. I saw a man with a white cane and a little kid come into view and the man picked the kid up and gave her a drink.
One of our assignments in Santa Fe was to set up in one place and wait for interesting things to happen. A few seconds after I shot this the light changed, and the car dropped into normal height and went out of the picture.
In Santa Fe. We were looking for activity at a bus station, and found this instead.
Gay Pride Parade, San Franciso, 2002. I had to do a lot of background cleanup.
There is a bench near my hotel and I spent a lot of time on it because my leg was giving me trouble and and I made this image from it.
Shot from my hotel room window at the end of the day. I don't know why we don't have facilities like this in San Francisco - they would solve a lot of problems with public urination.
In Noyo Harbor, near Fort Bragg, on a short trip to the Mendocino Coast. I was on the docks and saw a dog running back and forth barking, and went to see what he was barking at.
I saw this scene on Market Street one day and waited until both people were turned in the proper directions to convey my message
I made up the title. One day when we were in Akureyri in Iceland there was an Arts Day, and as far as I could learn (the local people I spoke to really didn't know much more than I did) this sort of procession was made up by the woman in front. This street leads to the fjord, into which she jumped when she got there. This is a brand new thing with no sort of local tradition.
