On board the Stena Line from Goteborg, Sweden to Kiel, Germany (to Hamburg, then Munich). The trip continues.
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Cubits
And speaking of ARK, this was found driving near Beitostolen, Norway. A ship on top of the mountain, at the shore of a glacier lake. I’m sure there was some reason for it, but at 7am it was a vision of something else.
Experience The Nature
Nordens Ark in Hunnebostrand Sweden. “Meet endangered animals in a beautiful and dramatic Swedish west coast scenery.” Had coffee, just passing through. http://www.nordensark.se/en/
Comfort Motel at HOST Gallery London, Foto8 Summershow
My photo of Detroit’s Comfort Motel (in demolition stage) made it into the Foto8 Summer Show 2008, held at the HOST Gallery in London (1-5 Honduras Street, London, EC1Y 0TH). And of course, it will be for sale. Printed at 18″x12″ (actual cropping wider than above). In other news, I’m on my way to Germany, Sweden and Norway for 2 weeks of photo gathering for a Saab print shoot.
Inside Glacier National Park, on the Saab shoot. Beauty trumped only by ingenuity. All that snow melt has to go someplace. But I must say, outside the park gates in Blackfoot country, trash abounds.
Flew out west to Montana for a Saab TV shoot and had to marvel at the tightly-wrapped breakfast from room service at the Great Falls Holiday Inn. I have several shots (you should see the pancakes). Here we see the breakfast burrito and OJ all snug under the Reynolds Wrap.
Grand Canyon Skywalk
Well I’ll tell ya, if you’re thinking about going to the Grand Canyon Skywalk on the western side of the Canyon, don’t drive your own car. There are 14 miles of unpaved road (each way) that will tear your vehicle a-part. And when after over an hour of navigating ruts, dust and trenches, be prepared to pay $20 for the experience (parking). Then another $30 (per person) for a further bus ride to the walk itself. I couldn’t justify it, no sir. Ate the parking fee and turned around. Especially since a rock flew up on the way back and dinged the windshield. Fortunately, it was a rental. I didn’t stop vibrating for days. No wonder everyone I saw heading back had a look of “get me out of here” in their eyes.
