Month: September 2018
Talkin’ ’bout My Guy
Just because I like them (and him):
Dan in Heidelberg Altstadt, 8.20.18

G Dan Mitchell & His Camera, Vienna, 8.26.18
The Berlin Wall
When Dan and I were in Berlin we had to, of course, visit the wall. It would have been wrong not to. The portion that was most stunning was the long run of wall with tons of art on it. Some was being cleaned. Some was being worked on. I wasn’t sure if the work was being done by the original artist or not. Today, though, I started looking at the photos and decided to look up the name of the artist on this little iPhone image.
Yes, that is the original artist, Günther Schaefer. I’m sure of it. I think that’s rather cool. (I wish I’d taken better images. Too late now.)

Here are some more iPhone images. Again, nothing truly print-worthy, but certainly worth viewing.












Goodnight Flower
Pink Rose, 7.27.15
Good Sunday Morning
Goodnight Flower
Pale Rose, 10.24.17
Goodnight Flower
Looking Further Back
I’m so easily distracted. I should be cleaning … but I was looking back at images from the Sierra Nevada … even as far back as 2003. Oh how young Dan and I look! I won’t post any of those here: I was using a camera that was less than stellar, and while it’s fun to look at younger me, it’s not fun to see the low quality images. (If you wonder, that first camera was some sort of Olympus and if it was more than 3 megapixels I’d be surprised.)
Moving forward, I finally progress to decent cameras. Not that that meant I would always get great images, but at least they wouldn’t be pixilated.
Rocks in the Clouds, 2.23.13




