Author: barryhassphoto

Just a slice of life on a city street.

This is the time of year when skunk cabbage starts popping up in swamps and marshy woodlands. The plants will turn green and leafy in a few weeks, but for now they look to me like tiny aliens.

Previously known as the John Hancock Tower.

Welcoming home our friends Phil and Lynn, just back from their Hawaiian adventure.

Richard Avedon was one of the preeminent portrait and fashion photographers of the late twentieth century. One of the signature elements of his style was the presentation of his subject against a white background.

Of course, Ansel Adams – the Beethoven of nature photographers – needs no introduction.

I have no idea whether the two of them ever met, but I would like to imagine that Ansel dropped by Richard’s studio one winter afternoon to drag him out for a walk in the park. And that if he had, they might have collaborated on a picture that looked something like this.

Back in real life, I photographed this Dawn Redwood in the schoolyard behind my house after a recent snowstorm.

I found this friendly vendor at a farmers market in Grenoble, on the same trip as the picture I posted last week.

This is from a 1983 trip to Switzerland and France. Lucerne’s iconic Kapellbrücke looms in the background.

Strangely enough, the snowy part of winter this year seemed to coincide almost exactly with the Winter Olympics. I’ve been enjoying walking in the woods by day and, notwithstanding the endless scandals and psychodramas, watching the Olympics at night. But as the games have faded away, so has the snow. I saw this melting stream while walking at Pegan Hill in Natick this week. It reminded me of an abstract painting.

This is what last weekend looked and felt like.