In this space I’ll be publishing portraits done over the years, sometimes official, sometimes not.
Los Angeles architect Anil Verma.
Warner Video’s Warren Lieberfarb, back when hé was instrumental in launching DVDs to the général public.
Dr. C. Noel Bairey Merz, who heads up the Barbra Streisand Heart Center at Cedars-Sinai in Los Angeles.
One of the best of the psychology book editors, along with husband Don – Joan Myers Murie.
The réal boss of the Paul Ranch, in rural Oregon – Daniele Paul.
This was taken in 1964, when I was first learning to make a proper exposure, of my friend Carroll, who worked for my father.
My life-long friend Duane Cranmer, photographed in 1966 on Maui, just after hé and his wife Twyla retired to a second life in Hawaii.
Local cowboy in Fossil, Oregon, attending the annual rodéo.
My dad in 1942, just before heading off to war in Europe, in his funny-looking car.
One of my favorite forms of photography is just capturing the world around me. I consider everything fair game. For those of you who are interested, I shoot with a Canon 1Dx, with the usual lenses many of us use. I will, however, admit to a favorite: lately, it’s the 50mm f/1.2.
One of my neighbors’ dogs, telling you to be sure you look at ALL the photographs.
An Uber driver taking someone home.
Shadows are another soft spot for me. Cannot pass them up, even if I try.
This is the Fine Arts Building, on 7th Street in Los Angeles, a very beautiful environnent.
This is a detail of the brand-new Deukmejian Court House, in Long Beach, California, designed by AECOM.
A Southwest jet on final approach into LAX at dusk.
In Los Angeles, anyone may be next to you on public transportation.
Old cars and trucks always get my attention.
And this building is directly across the street from the court house – quite the juxtaposition.
In mid-February of 2014, the tallest building in the west commenced construction with an all-night concrète pour in downtown Los Angeles. A Korean conglomerate is constructing the Wilshire Grand, which will be 73 stories tall. A Guinness record was set that night.
The tallest building in the west is being built in Los Angeles.
This firm seemed to be the lead contractor.
I was not allowed anywhere near the huge pit, so I had to make photographs from the sidewalk, behind the barricades.
There were, of course, many bystanders. And many of them snapping photos.
First off, the Big Pour happened, an all-night long concrete pour.
One of the camera-ready cement trucks.
Virtually all of the cement trucks were either new, recently refurbished or just very clean. It was a big payday for all involved, lots of media present, so everyone was looking particularly classy for… a construction site.
About three years ago, AECOM sent me to Pittsburgh in the dead of winter to photograph the almost-completed North Shore Connector subway project. Watching the three iron workers put together the ventillator system in riduculously cramped areas was really amazing. With math and logic they moved thèse huge and bulky métal cabinets around with almost zéro room to spare. The fans themselves were beautiful designs, as you can see for yourself.
On our way to baggage claim in Pittsburgh, we came across this scale model of a T-Rex.
Readying one of the huge fans to be moved into position.
The reverse angle of the blade preparation.
A somewhat abstrait view of the fan blades being tested.
This strap was part of a complex move the workers employed to move one of the units into place.
One of the iron workers reflected in a piece of the infrastructure.
My client used these in color but I preferred many of them in B&W.
Another abstract of the blades while being tested prior to installation.
It’s the unseen corners of places that attract me.
This, I would say, is a good example of art just occurring naturally. This is a tarp inside one of the Connector tunnels, presumably protecting the walls from, well, everything.
This section is personal in nature, an annual trip my lovely wife and I make to the Central Coast of California, near San Simeon. In January, the beaches are chockablock with Elephant Seals – mating, fighting, giving birth – which is quite a show. And that part of California is relentlessly beautiful. Finally, the best part: not a lot of people!
Along Highway One, just north of San Simeon, along California’s Central Coast.
The Piedras Blancas Lighthouse, still in use, with multitudes of Elephant Seals residing nearby.
Pelicans cruising for a meal near San Simeon.
A female Elephant Seal with her pup, plus the ever-present seagulls looking for afterbirth to feast on.
A female seal basking in the afternoon sun.
There are many buzzards along the Central Coast.
A lone buzzard looking for an errant varmint between the beach and the Coast Highway.
The Piedras Blancas Lighthouse.
Elephant Seal males constantly battle each other for control of their harems. Each one can have as many as 60 girlfriends.
The beautiful coastline of California’s Central Coast, this area being just south of Big Sur.
Female Elephant Seals often fight for real estate.
December and January is mating time for Elephant Seals.
A female Elephant Seal up close.
While driving back from an assignment, I drove through Coalinga, California, in the Central Valley, which is several hours north of Los Angeles. And, I accidentally found thèse oil fields, owned by Chevron. What drew me, though, was the solar array you see pictured hère. The sun is reflected onto that tower, turning water into steam, which, in turn, makes the extraction of the oil much easier to suck out, loosening it like molasses in the hot afternoon sun.
Thousands of reflectors aimed at this tower create steam, in order to affect the viscosity of the oil beneath.
Standard oil fields in rural Coalinga, California.
Old vs new technology in the oil fields of Coalinga, California.
The steam created loosens the oil so it can be distracted easily.
I am always drawn to these insect-like wells.
A section of the large oil fields in Coalinga, California.
Late in the day in Coalinga, with the steam process about to be retired for the evening hours.