Sleep is a master tactician. £$%^@.

52.40 Sunshine.

Posted: October 24th, 2010 | Author: thesnarkybear | Filed under: 52. | 1 Comment »

It was a REALLY bright day. Guess it really annoyed this little girl.

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Sunshine.

Keep your face always towards the sunshine – and shadows will fall behind you.”
- Walt Whitman


52.39 Blue Spanish eyes.

Posted: October 18th, 2010 | Author: thesnarkybear | Filed under: 52. | 2 Comments »

Children still make some on the best photos. It’s just difficult getting their photos without looking like a criminal. Talking to their parents helps.

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Blue Spanish eyes.

Blue Spanish Eyes, prettiest eyes in all of Mexico
Blue Spanish Eyes, please smile for me once more before I g
o”

- Al Martino, Spanish Eyes


52.38 There be spies among us.

Posted: October 18th, 2010 | Author: thesnarkybear | Filed under: 52. | No Comments »

One of those moments in the streets where there is not second take.

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There be spies among us.

Back to the streets.
Walking the beat.
Shifty anxious eyes.
Beneath a cold steel stare.
There be spies among us.


52.37 Fairy lights.

Posted: October 3rd, 2010 | Author: thesnarkybear | Filed under: 52. | No Comments »

Can’t really explain why. But that’s how it is sometimes.

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Fairy lights.

It takes a long time to become young.”
- Pablo Picasso


52.36 At home in between.

Posted: October 3rd, 2010 | Author: thesnarkybear | Filed under: 52. | No Comments »

There are times when you stand in a crowd and know you belong there. Yet amidst that sense of belonging you find a weird alienation and disconnect. In the search for self we find the different facets of ourselves, simultaneously losing who we are and finding who we are again.

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At home in between.

In the in-between of the black and white where will you go?


52.35 Waiting for the lights.

Posted: October 3rd, 2010 | Author: thesnarkybear | Filed under: 52. | 1 Comment »

This was a split second shot taken at the lights while I was day dreaming in the car. The sleepy blue of winter-spring as the lights aligned felt a lot like going home.

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Waiting for the lights.

This is a return to the darker moods in my photos but with a slight twist.
The world was already dark.


52.34 Reclamation.

Posted: October 3rd, 2010 | Author: thesnarkybear | Filed under: 52. | No Comments »

I’ve been really backlogged with posting up my shots. So here’s a burst of shots taken over the past several weeks in the next few posts.

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Reclamation.

This is one of those bad attempts to find stories in the mundane.
I found it quite fun that the tension between the lines and the lighting competes for the viewer’s attention.