It’s out of this world, and meant to be; this is a Christmas display in a shop window.
In the same square, at around the same time, everything becomes gilded with this light.
View from the castle towards the end of the day, the chimneys smoking gently in the backlight.
Prague, a city of bleak beauty in the winter, at night at least. My return trip must be in the summer, in colour.
The snow makes this shot, and the strong diagonals making an abstract pattern. Black and white photography shines in this situation. How could we have ever forgotten?
This shot is lit with end of the day sunlight and, when I took it, had almost this hue even though my camera was recording in color at the time
The boy’s gaze in the foreground is haunting.
A square in Prague, I forget where, though I remember a sense of bleakness (and cold) at the time.
The narrow streets of the old town in Florianopolis have many sellers of fruit, snacks and my favorite, caldo de cana, sugar cane juice.
In the sun, the contrast between sky and brightly painted buildings is almost too much for the eye to take in and the camera to record