I love window shots. I especially love window shots here in Italy. Just look at this window. Imagine it without the flowers and plants – it’s just a barred window at the back of a building, by a parking lot with all of the electrical boxes. Ugh. But add a couple of window boxes (creatively made of wine boxes, no less!), some draping vines and you have a beautiful little garden scene. Still at the back of the building, still with a parking lot right next to it, but you don’t notice that! Window art, for sure.
Colorful and Crisp
Inspirational Light
We’ve seen a lot of churches here in Italy. Some are giant, some are smaller. Almost always overwhelming, you can’t take it in from one angle or without craning your neck up. Most are dark inside. Beautiful stained glass windows catch your eye and it’s nice and cool on a hot summer day, but otherwise dim and uninspiring in my opinion. I need the light. Except, for this one day in a church in Verona, where the warm afternoon light was coming in and illuminating the pews. Beckoning the visitor to sit down in the light and ponder the nature of our existence. Or at least, capture the beautiful light and shadows it creates. That’s my personal kind of pondering.
Up and up and up
This photo is all about moving lines. I love the swirl of the stairs up the tower. I didn’t love climbing them, however! These steps are in the Torre dei Lamberti in Verona, and Laurie and I climbed up the 368 steps to the top of the bell tower. We were rewarded with a fantastic view of Verona, and the need for a rest when all was said and done.
By the way, my haircut came out great! See my new profile photo for the result. One of those “I should have done this a long time ago” things.
Reflections of Venezia
Venice, and the islands of Murano and Burano, may be one of my all time favorite placees to photograph. There is so much history and texture and reflection in the place. Every where you turn, every change in light, there is a new image to capture. Even with all of the tourists, you can imagine it in its grand heyday. The tacky trinket stands can’t cover up the inherent elegance of Venice. I like this image, because it captures a quiet calm and very simply gives you a sense of place.

