I shoot in our underground transit system almost every day. It’s been a habit of mine for almost a year. Lately, I started combining some of these photos with some of my above ground photos of urban nature, mostly flowers. Since my street photo habit started on Instagram, I’ve been sharing many of these with people I already follow who do street photography.
Some of these works are quite amusing, but others have a more sombre feeling, for some reason. I’m very interested in this path because it seems to fit my subject matter, as incongruous as some of it is, so well. There are lots of possibilities for expression in it.
Yolk with F.
Like U but with J.
Delphinium gas station. (and broadcast tower)
Delphinium night traffic.
Dodger Stadium Express.
When Lily tangled with Tree, a war broke out.
I was hoping the rumors about you weren’t true.
Delphinium and night traffic.
Lily of the Night.
Lisianthus and a tag.
Pomegranate flower leaving the car.
Lisianthus pierced the platform.
More Bougainvillea smothering.
Digging into the lilies.
Not my face again!
Tulips and cityscape.
He brought the intoxicating scent of freesia wherever he went.
Passengers and Bougainvillea pretend they are travelers on the platform where the Siberian Express stops. At a time when there were no railroads.
Girl with pomegranate flower.
Travelers with Freesia Brick Road.
Traveler with dead pomegranate flowers.
For Lumilyon (Nettie Edwards)
The tulip was saying some obscene things to me just because it was feeling emboldened from being featured.
Not playing Limbo.
But it appears that you forgot – still in the mix was the violent thicket of natal plum to overcome.
You made a bloody mess of her.
Some weird ’70s fantasy thing, created accidentally.
Bougainvillea wouldn’t deal with the stairs.
Bougainvillea descent with intent to smother.
Two Separate Things.
Tulips, platform, etc.
A flower that was ready to bloom approached my window.