From the same vantage point as last night’s photo, this is turned looking slightly more easterly. The skyline from here varies so much, from the old buildings in the foreground, such as the Manhattan building which was built in 1889, to the 62 stories of One Museum Park, completed in 2008, with its blue top rising in the background.
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Lately I’ve attempted to resume my mission of exploring all of Chicago’s parking garages. Not only do I love me some concrete and asphalt, but they tend to provide some elevation and sometimes a unique view of the city. Such was the case with this garage I visited on the south side of the Loop, across from the Metropolitan Correctional Center. This strange triangular building is a federal penitentiary, housing many white collar inmates, both male and female. You can learn more about this place through this link.
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Boring days of photography, where nothing goes the right way, can often lead to taking photos of random stuff. This includes old compact discs randomly discarded along highways in Indiana. This actually seemed extra appropriate to be found in Indiana. Read the rest of this entry »
The second day of spring in 2007 (read: prime tornado season), found me wandering across the plains of Oklahoma (read: Tornado Alley) on my way back from California and Arizona. Somewhere on the arrow-straight and pancake-flat Oklahoma Highway 11 between Alva and Medford, OK, I noticed a sign to a tourist attraction. I actually had to do a U-turn on the highway to go back and make sure I had seen it correctly. I had in fact seen it right, it pointed motorists north along Highway 11A five miles to the small town of Wakita, OK, where they had what was billed as the “Twister: The Movie Museum”. This I had to see. Read the rest of this entry »
During the day, the Mojave Desert is a harsh, unforgiving landscape. But, in the minutes after sunset, the Mojave takes on a completely different look; different hues and shades of colors appear and rapidly fade into the twilight. Sounds carry for quite a ways out there too. Especially the sound of thousands of horsepower lifting a couple thousand tons of commerce out of the Colorado River valley, in the shadow of the Dead Mountains. Read the rest of this entry »
