Looking west from Prospect Park in Boston
I try to avoid categorizing mys photographery, but if I was forced to choose, I’d probably call myself a travel photographer. Working as an airline pilot means that I’m always landing in an unfamiliar neighborhood. With my camera I try to capture how I feel about the place. This approach yields photographs that are partly about the location and partly about me.
On my most recent Boston layover I went on a couple of long walks. The area surrounding our hotel is an interesting neighborhood with huge old homes, steep hills, and a mix of commercial areas. Most of the homes are divided into apartments and the narrow streets are jammed with parked cars. It feels working class, but with Harvard only a mile away there are also some signs of wealth — a sushi restaurant next door to a body shop. My trouble with this neighborhood is there’s not a lot of space to make photographs. All the stories are piled up in a big messy jumble. It’s hard to photograph, but I think I finally solved that puzzle, or at least made a start. I was poking around Prospect Park where there is a nice view across the city. Rather than trying to capture the entire sweep of the vista, I went with a tighter frame. I wanted to convey the nearly claustrophobic layering of the neighborhood as well as a feeling of mystery. I left just enough background to give the impression of distance and sense of scale (talking about the photo at the top of this post) . The viewer gets a detailed view of the closest houses and from that information he can use his imagination to fill in the details of the neighborhood that fades out towards the top of the frame. I believe that a photo that activates the imagination is more memorable and meaningful than a photo that shows you everything.
Vacant lot turned into makeshift parking lot
The desolation depicted in my travel photos isn’t a sign of my unraveling. The hours that I spend walking around strange cities on my overnights are my only quiet hours. On my days off I’m busy taking care of the kids, catching up on house and yard work, and walking the dogs. I relish my quiet walks in these lonesome places. Of course, if I stay out too long, the chill starts to creep in around the edges and I’m ready to get back home.
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