Showing posts with label Travel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Travel. Show all posts

Saturday, 23 May 2015

Reflections of American Life










Taken in New York, NY Moma, Baltimore, and Staten Island ferry respectively,

Sunday, 16 October 2011

A City Of Street Lights



A view of the city of San Francisco at night from the surrounding hills.

A Devout Modernist


A buddhist monk waiting for a pedestrian light, his laptop bag slung casually over his shoulder. 
A meeting of two worlds

Taken in San Francisco, September 2011.

A View Of Vegas




The midday Vegas sunlight transforms the room in Trump International hotel, sitting just off the strip.

Patriotism


Americanism of the tallest order... There were crowds of servicemen there, prepping for some kind of ceremony. Was kind of a beautiful sight though.

Boston, September 2011.

Saturday, 15 October 2011

Morocco; day to day life


Taken on a beach in Agadir. The camels were brought around strictly as a novelty for tourists, you could pay for a ride on one but you would need to be able to bear the smell... He hassled me for a while to have a go but I decided not to, mainly because he was so annoying


Waiting for the school bus by the side of the road...  The school uniforms seemed to consist of a simple white tunic worn over regular clothes, no bottle green or ugly school crests in sight.


The above photo was a drive by shot, taken on the road to Essaouira. The contrast between the old man and his donkey and the shiny modern car in the background just highlights the changes taking place throughout Morrocco. Western countries are so quick to change, but countries like these have the pride to hold onto their traditions.
The men in the background sitting in the shade of the tree was another common sight, as unemployment is everywhere so the males have nothing to do all day but sit by the side of the road.

Who Needs A Roof?




Taken on the road from Agadir to Essaouira, these images of Moroccan buildings are only a small representation of what people there live and work in. Sure there are modern apartments and houses there too but the colours of the building materials used here are so much more interesting.

Blue Shoes

The Face of a Generation


This woman was definitely my favourite encounter of the trip. I came across her in the fishing town of Essaouira where she was begging on the street. I gave her some money for the photo, an exchange she seemed pretty happy with. 
If you look at the bike in the background you can see through relativity just how tiny and hunched over she is. There was lots of beggars in Morocco but she stood out as being particularly old. I love the colours of the picture..

Monday, 12 September 2011

The Streets of Marrakesh


Dim lamps light up a rare quiet moment in an otherwise bustling city.

The largest city of Morroco is made up of a maze of winding alleyways and dusty streets. Crossing from the modern areas of Marrakesh into the underdeveloped inner-city souks was fascinating, if not a little scary...

Taken in 2009.