MADELEINE MONDAY

 

Haven’t had the kid on for a while. That’s her on the left, with best friend Emma. I don’t remember the cat's name but it’s very used to strangers.            

WHO DISTURBED MY NAP?

 

The return of gratuitous cuteness. There is a delightful place in St. Louis called Mauhaus Cat Cafe and Lounge. For a small entry fee, you can get a beverage, a pastry and hang around with a bunch of friendly kitties. They are all adoptable. Our granddaughter, Ellie, just loves the place. We took her and her best friend yesterday.              

GAS STATIONS IN THE NIGHT, NUMBER 4

QuikTrip, Big Bend Boulevard and I 44, Kirkwood. The underside of these canopies at newer stations are all white, with very bright lights. And all very clean. Most of them are edged in vivid red (except BP, green, and Mobil, blue). The feel is high tech.

I’ll come back to this theme later. There is something very cutesy to shoot today.                      

GAS STATIONS IN THE NIGHT, NUMBER 3

 

Circle K, Elm Avenue and Watson Road, Crestwood, very close to where we live. Don’t know how much longer I’ll continue with this. It’s different.                  

GAS STATIONS IN THE NIGHT, NUMBER 2

South Broadway and Lombard Street, downtown St. Louis. This project is turning out to be harder than I thought. The photographer needs a lot of room to find an interesting angle. Traffic is a problem. I’m wondering when some security person will get suspicious about an old man in a black car taking pictures of the property through his car window. It might be easier if I went to the edges of the metro area where is lots of space, but that’s not convenient.                   

GAS STATIONS IN THE NIGHT, NUMBER 1

 

I’ve become fascinated with the look of contemporary American gas stations at night. The inspiration is a favorite painting by the artist Ed Ruscha. It’s tricky to make this work. It needs a dark location, preferably without adjacent structures.There has to be enough surrounding space to get a good angle. A bit more of this to come.

For locals, this at the northeast of Big Bend and Laclede Station in Webster Groves.                 

TRUMPET IN THE BASEMENT

I mentioned in yesterday’s post that I attended a fundraiser for Artica at the William A. Kerr Foundation. There were to be performances but no schedule was published. It was wrapping up when I arrived. There was the sound of a trumpet coming from the basement. I went down and found one last musician.