So, I did make it up to the Acropolis. It wasn’t too high on my list, since I had been there about my half my lifetime ago, and I doubted it had changed much : ). Unfortunately, large parts of it have been in scaffolding for years as a lot of reconstruction has been under way. At least all the ones on the outsides were taken down literally right before I went, but still, not so fabulous. So, no typical temple shots here! More a documentation of the crass contrast between ancient architecture and modern city. And a heart-shaped rock : )

Old doors, windows, and walls that is! : ) The one house in particular was just gorgeous (from my outside point of view – who knows what it looks like on the inside!),  I must have at least 50 images of it from all angles!

All I have to say is: Where was my bride??

Just a handful of shots from the Achilleion, built by Munich-born : ))  Austrian Empress Sissi as a summer residence.


Couldn’t resist that first statue… they were all made for Sissi, none of them are ancient.
Last is a view of Corfu town from the mansion.


Oh, and James Bond made an appearance here as well.

We ended the day at one of Corfu’s many gorgeous beaches, with big waves and wind, wind, wind. And wow, a couple of decent images of myself!

Part two of the first road trip… the combo of red door – green windows seems particularly popular in this town.

Back to Corfu to see my mom for a few days! The weather wasn’t quite right for the beach, so we went on road trips, and, naturally, I shot hundreds more walls, doors and windows!

(and one day I will take the time to retouch out that blue cord…)

Chaos. Traffic. Scooters. Coffee shops. Coffee shops. Noise. Heat. Tourists. Souvenir shops. Jewelry shops. Shoe shops. Coffee Shops.


Plaka. The old area below the Acropolis with tiny little houses, narrow alleyways, and lots of colors. And what must be the most beautiful house in all of Athens. From my point of view : )

As I was shooting junk, Danielle chatted with its owner, who thought we might have fun at Rhyolite, an abandoned mining town just outside of Beatty. He was right, of course : ). The first thing we noticed was funky art, from Jesus (I think) with a bicycle to an oversized tiled bench; and on to old buildings and train cars. Where to go first?!? Again, not enough time… is there ever?


(Have I mentioned I love details?)

Nevada, in my opinion, should be called the “Like-Nothing-You’ve-Ever-Seen State”. Random stuff everywhere. WIth a whole lot of nothing in between.


On the way to and from Las Vegas a few a bunch of weeks ago, where my close (photo)friend Danielle and I went to immerse ourselves in the world’s largest photography trade show and convention, we stopped a few times to pull out the cameras; so many more things to shoot along the way, so little time! In Vegas itself we had zero time to shoot, which is really a shame, there are so many photo ops! Next time… maybe ; )

(Who can tell me what’s wrong with above image?)

As a group of bikers passed us, Danielle pulled out a camera and I drove alongside them for a while. She caught this priceless shot of Pretty-In-Pink’s deadly look: