The train from Venice pulled out only minutes ago, heading south to Florence and away from the city that, after 8 years, I’m only now beginning to really discover, though I’ve loved her - quirky, busy, impossibly tangled with tourists, as well as beautiful, romantic, and bathed in light - from the start. Florence will
I follow David DuChemin’s blog and work for many years. It is interesting to see how he is just a photographer, without trying to fit one form, one style. He would post black and white photos for weeks, then switch to portraits, than do something like this, going almost abstract.
Reflections are one of favorites for street photographers. Perhaps they are so much easier to take than sticking camera into stranger’s face. Perhaps this is why to make something new, interesting is so difficult and you really need to dress it up in layers.
This work reminds me some of Eli Reinholdtsen work. So complex. So colorful.