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Havana.
Cemeteries are places of memory, but they are also places where people come to work each day. I noticed this man taking a break beside his bicycle and tools. Life goes on. My heart is with the people of Cuba going through tough times of late. Hope to get back soon.
At Havana’s National Ballet School, one of the finest in the world, talent is everywhere. Resources are not. Money is tight and the school is often in need of basic supplies. Still, the dancers train. In this quiet moment, a student adjusts her shoe as light moves across the studio.
New York City.
Through all that steel and darkness, her face appeared in the small subway window. I made the photograph before the train carried her away. You see someone for a second and wonder about the life continuing beyond the frame.
Paris.
They spotted my camera, pulled close and gave me this. Four friends, four expressions and a few seconds of pure fun. It's why I never tire of walking the streets with a camera.
London’s Chinatown.
Most people kept moving. The child saw the man on the pavement and pointed. I guess children haven’t yet learned to look away.
London.
Two women moving through the Underground. A man sits. The contrast caught my attention. Different lives sharing the same small space for a moment, then continuing in separate directions.
Milan.
In the middle of a crowded street, polka dots, tattoos and this small gesture caught my eye. I was reluctant to shoot but I did and no one noticed. I like looking down at the review screen as a more stealthy way of shooting. With a 35mm f1.2 lens, people know I'm there.
Tomorrow marks 39 years since the Edmonton Tornado of July 31, 1987.
I was a young photographer at The Edmonton Journal when reports of funnel clouds came over the radio. Moments later, I saw the tornado forming.
I found an open view and photographed for perhaps 30 seconds. It was moving across my field of vision, not toward me, and where I stood it was strangely calm. When I began to see debris circling the funnel, instinct told me it was time to leave.
The photograph appeared in newspapers around the world. But the lasting story is what happened to Edmonton that day. The F4 tornado killed 27 people and injured hundreds more. Tomorrow, I’ll be thinking about them, their families, and everyone whose life changed that afternoon.
Photography asks us to be fully present. Experience helped me concentrate and make the picture. Intuition told me when to go.
The Edmonton Tornado, July 31, 1987.
Tomorrow marks 39 years since the Edmonton Tornado of July 31, 1987.
I was a young photographer at The Edmonton Journal when reports of funnel clouds came over the radio. Moments later, I saw the tornado forming.
I found an open view and photographed for perhaps 30 seconds. It was moving across my field of vision, not toward me, and where I stood it was strangely calm. When I began to see debris circling the funnel, instinct told me it was time to leave.
The photograph appeared in newspapers around the world. But the lasting story is what happened to Edmonton that day. The F4 tornado killed 27 people and injured hundreds more. Tomorrow, I’ll be thinking about them, their families, and everyone whose life changed that afternoon.
Photography asks us to be fully present. Experience helped me concentrate and make the picture. Intuition told me when to go.
The Edmonton Tornado, July 31, 1987.
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