Monday, March 31, 2008

laundromats

I don't know anyone who actually likes doing laundry. The convenience of having a washer and dryer in your home does not make the chore any more enjoyable. If you're in an apartment complex and have to drag your laundry up and down stairs to a cramped space with coin operated machines, I'm sure the task is not pleasant. But for those of you who are routinely burdened with the time and effort involved in doing laundry at a local laundromat, you get both my sympathy and praise for your extended labor in pursuit of clean clothes.






Monday, March 24, 2008

flowers

Flowers are such interesting creatures. They bloom into beautiful pieces of natural art, but then are cut away to be viewed momentarily before they wither away and die. Even in their dried up state, they still manage to look pretty cool.






Monday, March 17, 2008

school days

School. Education is such a large part of our lives. Between kindergarten and senior year of high school, easily one-third of each day is spent in classrooms and studying. And it doesn't stop there for those who continue on to college. So many memories, but how much learning do you actually recall? Most of our school day memories are probably comprised of moments. Those moments in time that sort of blur together over the years and become more faint as we grow older. Hopefully, these images will bring to mind some of your school days.






Monday, March 10, 2008

lifeguard stations

There's something about the simplicity and solitude of unmanned lifeguard stations that appeals to me. They are unique structures that blend in to their territories perfectly and almost beg to be unobtrusive. I've never been a lifeguard. But I appreciate the responsibility attached to those hired to sit and keep watch from these lonely perches.






Monday, March 3, 2008

barbershops

What is it about barbershops that enticed me back as a customer after a long hiatus at one of the big, franchised, unisex haircut factories? Is it the unmistakable scents of talc and Bay Rum after shave? Or the character and craftsmanship of the antique barber chairs? Maybe the mesmerizing swirl of the barber pole at the shop's entrance? There's definitely something unique and masculine about getting a good old-fashioned haircut at a real barbershop. The images shown here are part of a photo project I started about 10 years ago, and I decided it's time to share some of them. I wanted the photographs to have a vintage feel, so they've been produced with an old sepia-toned retro flavor.