April 29, 2013

Gowanus, part 2

Gowanus

Italy minus eight

Memories from an adventure long ago. Eight years feels like an entire lifetime. ...walking the streets of Napoli... trains, boats, sunburn, churches...  tall glasses of cool white wine, the crisp late summer market of Bolzano... Where does the time go? Where does it go? It's gone.

Ferrara certosa

One of my fondest school memories was doing rubbings of gravestones in the cemetery of the small white church across the street from my elementary school. I've always loved cemeteries.

This series was from 2006 when I lived in the small northern Italian city of Ferrara. I would often ride my bike to the large cemetery on the north side of the city, my camera tucked away in the basket on the front of my bike. This place was really special; I look forward to go back someday.

I have many more photos from this series. I've never done anything with these pictures other than let them take up memory on my hard drive. It's time to let them out of my computer.

Blue

Posted in chronological order how I shot them over a half hour time period: