Fuck it is not all about sex
A few weeks ago on the way back from Helen to Atlanta, I passed by this very cool gas station. As you can see it is very run down with lots of character.
So naturally, you would think that the gas station would be abandoned but I went into the shop and bought a coke - I did not try to get gas though, but from all I saw probably you could fill up your car as well.
Just look at the shell sign below and how aged and bleached it is. It is almost white – no yellow left.
The next one is taken from the stairs of the shop towards the street. You can see that on the other side the shell sign is actually quite yellow still. I would say the difference is direct sun vs. indirect sun and pretty striking.
Check out the gallery below for more shots including some of abandoned cars at the gas station.
Thanks for stopping by — TSJ.
Colors of Atlanta: Old Shell gas station A few weeks ago on the way back from Helen to Atlanta, I passed by this very cool gas station.
Last month I went to Panama City Beach to take a few days off and relax a bit. After all, it is summer. It was not as packed as around other times of the year and I was quite happy with the experience.
On the trip I was mostly shooting film and there will be some follow-up post after this one. I also shot some digital to compare to film (not so different in final output actually) but that is for some other time.
After the first day, I ran out of film so that I bought some Fuji film at Walmart. I have no idea what kind of film it actually was (unspecified on the packaging) but I suspect it was some C200 or Reala in terms of my experience when scanning. So I ended up shooting Ektar 100 (rated ISO 25) and Fuji something 200 (rated at ISO 50). I was quite surprised that the two look rather close—try to guess which one is which.
The first shot below is one of my favorites. The parachute with its different colors nicely complements the yellowish and greenish tones from the water and sand.
As you can see it was very hot and I got a nice little sunburn—I haven’t had one in years. The white sand was reflecting light like crazy together with the cold water that masked the first signs of burn… a deadly combination…
I love that one: welcome to XXX – check out our gift shop.
The beach – from one of the piers. Both sand and water were amazing.
The downside of Panama City Beach. The beach is literally framed-in by one hotel built next to the other… and this goes one for miles. Sure it provides a lot of beach/sea front windows and real-estate but it has a mass tourism feel to it.
More shots below. Enjoy your weekend — TSJ.
Film Diaries: the beach Last month I went to Panama City Beach to take a few days off and relax a bit.
A few weeks back I happened to end up in Eufaula in Alabama. It is a smaller city with some amazing southern style houses – but I have something else for you today. While driving down the streets I came by a pretty run down motor lodge, which attracted my attention.
Lima, “she stunned me.” by Katarina Wohlfahrt.
A few weeks ago I came across Katarina’s blog, which is a very nice mix of writing and photography. After spending quite some time on her blog I asked her whether she would be interested in doing a guest post and she agreed. So enjoy her story of Lima – and don’t forget to check out her blog. — TSJ
It is interesting how hard it is to be a photographer sometimes. I mean, when it comes to choosing among the photos you have taken. Most times I just bring them all.
Terence, or for you who know him as “a guy with a camera”, asked me if I couldn´t do a guestpost on his blog with my travelphotography. “Sure I said”, without giving much thought to the major task of dealing with thousands of photos taken over a time of three months.
Doing my long South America trip any justice I decided to go for one story about only Lima, and then travel outside Lima in other posts if I get the time and place, since I also visited Machu Picchu, Nasca and the fabulous marina Paracas, where I took some great photos of the Andes, the desert and ocean along the way.
When first arriving in Lima, the city completely stunned me. At first I saw all the dirt and garbage, but later also the colours of the houses. After three months I only saw a diverse city, so much more than just the famous area of Miraflores.
It is a strong statement, bursting out “I love Lima”. It feels too much American for a Swedish soul like me, but saying that I have strong feelings for her, is the closest to truth I can come.
The magnificence of the historic centre of Lima is something that grew on me. The first time visiting these parts I only were stressed out with all the people and protecting my expensive camera. After a while I relaxed and it was probably by then I could make the city justice and seeing it for what it was through my lens; a stunning city of great magnitude.
For me the city shows her best side in black and white photography, I realized one day when editing. South America on the other hand, probably does best in colour and is famous for it possibilities of colour photography. It is a colour paradise for photographers who love multicolour buildings and strong architecture. The colonial sites of Lima have put much yellow to the city, found in the historic centre, but also all shades of pastels is to be found everywhere.
For the traveller, the historic centre and Miraflores might be the only part visited. Most travellers we met never had much time in Lima but instead visited the more famous sites such as Machu Picchu. But going outside the centre is preferable since it is here the actual Peruvians live. If just staying in Miraflores, you could basically skip Lima altogether and visit any other modern European or American city instead.
If I ever get the possibility of going back to Peru I know where I would go and it would be the crowded historic centre that would be honoured by my visit. The second thing would be stuffing my mouth full of alfahores, the Peruvian deserts are world class, and the third would be listening to the city sound, where the guy riding the bike delivering bread would see me standing in the corner of the street looking at him, filling my lungs with the atmosphere of being back in an amazing country, full of colours and joy.
KatarinaGuest post: Lima, “she stunned me.” Lima, “she stunned me.” by Katarina Wohlfahrt. A few weeks ago I came across Katarina’s blog, which is a very nice mix of writing and photography.