These are my pictures. Except where I am the subject or otherwise noted, all were taken by me on various cameras. Quality has been sharply reduced for display here. Identifiable series photos include: Dogs & people, Neon, Cops, Street Artists, This photo "looks like" this artist.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Friday, October 29, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Venice Rooftops
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Reniero & Associati
So what do you suppose this is sitting on a balcony above the restaurant row near the Arena di Verona? The little pots say Reniero on the side, and a little research shows a law firm called Reniero & Associati located in Verona. But what are the mysterious figures? I admit I coveted them.
From Train
I have cropped this very old and grainy photo down to this. I have forgotten where this is, but it's probably Italy.
This is the larger picture.
This is the larger picture.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
The Lord is my Lighting Assistant
In San Giovanni we have Jesus holding a pole of flood lights. On second thought since we are in San Giovanni, it's probably John the Baptist.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Addio Firenze
Friday, August 13, 2010
San Marco
Trip Around Capri
Our trip to Capri included a boat trip around the island.
Various celebrity villas were pointed out as we went along.
In the left rock is a hole the boat sailed through.
The Italian announcer explained that for good luck at a precise spot one is to kiss one's beloved. Then later he said, "basta," enough kissing.
It is curious to me that I completely understand Italian only when they are talking about love.
Various celebrity villas were pointed out as we went along.
In the left rock is a hole the boat sailed through.
The Italian announcer explained that for good luck at a precise spot one is to kiss one's beloved. Then later he said, "basta," enough kissing.
It is curious to me that I completely understand Italian only when they are talking about love.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
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