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Architecture of Cities: Mapping Beauty XXVL

New York’s Chrysler among…

I land in cities to meet head on a type of tale. It might seem that I am in an asylum: Realties abound but tales of fiction and non fiction are truly what photographing cities mean to me.

On certain days my initial steps pace like Lynyrd Skynyrd’s Free Bird- –The  appearance to the naked eye is a frenetic kite navigating in the oceans’ breeze: A status of quietude and uncertainty gathering ecstatically: Not until the music vanishes and the kite rest atop motionless grass do I realize I have completed my captures:

The mind influenced by millions begins to toggle between tales and antics by others: To entertain something new and revisit from another time: I discover the range of voices Hunter S. Thompson, Tolkien, Lewis Carroll, Kipling, Saint-Exupéry and more informing my anxious eyes: Adventures arise seen as textured celluloid and imaginary dreams- -My large format camera releases a frame. I spy for another.

A busy day in Bangladesh.

I arrive in cities with a GPS the way Dorothy might have used the Yellow Brick Road- -a necessary path to freedom of........

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