After a heavy rain, the top of the black car parked outside this house was unusually reflective. (Bocana Street, Bernal Heights, San Francisco.)
The late-afternoon light was hitting the rafters and supporting structures just right at the O'Hanlon Center of the Arts Gallery. (Mill Valley, CA.)
As I exited a restaurant in San Francisco, this mirror in the lobby was begging to be noticed. I was so focused on getting the reflection just right that, to this day, I have no idea what the restaurant was called or where it was located.
A looming presence at sunrise. (Bernal Heights, San Francisco.)
Shot at Urban Ore salvage yard, Berkeley, CA.
There was a large seal hanging out under a pier in Monterey, CA. (If I had leaned over any further to capture more of the seal, I would have been in the drink.) But I like the way it turned out: more mystery.
Giacometti sculpture at the Norton Simon Museum. (Pasadena, CA.)
In late-afternoon, I was trying to capture the lovely, bouncing reflections on the right when something black swam through the pond and disappeared; I waited for the manta ray's return and got the shot. Whew! (Academy of Sciences, Golden Gate Park, San Francisco.)
Shadow of a large plant, its labyrinthian "tongue" a piece of metal lying on the path. (Bernal Heights, San Francisco.)
The lamp was made with bamboo-like bent wood. (Shot at Forest Knolls, Marin County, CA.)
Yellow is hay, white is nose, and there's something wrong with the horse's blue eye. (Shot at Marin County Fair, San Rafael, CA.)
Driftwood at Nosara Beach, Costa Rica.
Shot through a beer bottle. (Shot at LaGarta Hotel, Nosara, Costa Rica.)
Reflection of pier by shooting off mylar. (Belvedere, CA.)
Same pier on another day, more sunlight available. Reflection off mylar. (Belvedere, CA.)
Shot in North Beach, San Francisco.
Rotated on its side -- yielding more gifts that way. (Treasure Island, San Francisco.)
The Holocaust turned the world upside down. How to memorialize something so morally atrocious? Here's one photographic view, taken while wandering through the memorial grounds in Berlin.
The old, Hitler-era Bundestag still exists, but this is the modern one that Berliners want to show off to visitors. A stunning piece of architecture, from both inside and outside.
This is a single shot, with the eye of the viewer completing the puzzle: the colored leaves of Autumn on the trees behind the San Anselmo house, another view in and reflecting off the window overlooking the deck.
These could be a contrail, or a finger of high energy trying to touch an electric wire -- maybe to connect theiir essences or maybe a way of saying hello, just staying in touch. It certainly was eye-catching
Here's a curious urban cherub sitting on a post looking at a bubbling cauldron of pure white light. Is this how it all began?