A Monumental and Majestic Work of Epic Proportions by your lowly and humble photographic servant.
These are prisms from a pair of broken binoculars... Ok, poorly focused and unusable therefore ripped apart to see what was inside. I just sort of like the colors and abstract nature. And the last time there was a 'shiny' theme I posted this and got nothing but grief. :)
I was explaining to Gentle Viewer and Excessive Breeder Cryden about a defunct oil company and gas station chain called Sinclair, he later, and to his GREAT delight, told me that Sinclair Gasoline Stations still existed. I thought they went the way of Flying A Stations and, well, dinosaurs. They have a little history of the Dino Logo here. (If Flying A Stations still exist, let me know! The Dinosaurs I feel good about)



When I was just a wee little baby photographer, my friend Brook (seen here with soon to be husband and co-host Mark) was one of the first people to tell me I ought to do something besides take photos to use as a screen saver. Then she allowed me to take this series of photos, one of which ended up being used for their wedding announcement. I still brag it up. Clearly.


There is this guy, Mick, who binds freaking books for a living. He's got a dog, a motorcycle, every piece of photographic equipment ever invented, and a million demonic toys. They are the toys that nightmares are made of, if ummm...you know, you just had nightmares about toys. He uses them brilliantly and I hate him for burning them into my brain.