Radio Radio
Canon PowerShot S95
2015
Margaret and I were still dating the night I took her to Fountain Square, a hip neighborhood just southeast of Downtown in Indianapolis. We drank delicious sazerac cocktails at a tiny bar and, based on the photographic evidence, took a walk with our cameras.
Radio Radio is a small Fountain Square concert venue. It has this great sign.
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The Radio Radio sign in Fountain Square, Indianapolis.
Palace Theatre
Canon PowerShot S95
2011
My sons and I spent one Spring Break in a cabin at Cumberland Mountain State Park near Crossville, Tennessee. We went into town one evening to see what was up, and we came upon this gorgeous theatre sign lit.
The Palace opened in 1938 as a first-run movie theater. It operated that way until 1978 when growing competition forced it to close. It was restored in the early 2000s to be a community center and event venue.
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The Palace Theater’s sign in Crossville, TN.
The Munger Moss Motel
Canon PowerShot S95
2013
This starts a short series of neon signs I’ve photographed. I enjoy finding them on my road trips! I especially enjoy finding them lit.
When my sons and I toured Route 66 in 2013 I booked us in classic mom-and-pop motels as much as I could. Most were good, a couple were great. The Munger Moss was great.
Owner Ramona was delighted that I brought my young sons out to experience the Mother Road. She took my hand in hers and said that people like us were keeping its memory alive.
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The great neon sign of the Munger Moss Motel on Route 66.
My wife and I were invited to her employer’s annual party, held at the Columbia Club on Monument Circle in Downtown Indianapolis. The Columbia Club is an old-fashioned members club, the kind we can’t afford. But the owners of my wife’s employer can, and they reserved a block of rooms for anyone who wanted to stay the night. We couldn’t turn down the chance.
Our room overlooked Monument Circle. I got out my Canon PowerShot S95 and made a bunch of photos.
We took a brief walk after the party ended. Salesforce Tower is right behind the Columbia Club and was lit like this.
In the morning, I made more photos from our window. It was a gloomy day.
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Vegetables
Canon PowerShot S95
2020
I couldn’t find my Canon PowerShot S95 after Christmas. I took it to my mom’s for the Grey family Christmas celebration but couldn’t find it after that.
It bothered me a lot that I couldn’t find this camera! I thought perhaps I’d left it among Christmas detritus and it had gone into the bin and thus to the landfill. I was forced to think about what camera would replace it. My wife has a Sony RX100 Mark I and it’s brilliant. I supposed I’d just get one of those. But daggone it, I didn’t want to buy a new camera! I like my S95 very much. I know I make a big fuss here about film cameras and film photography. But the truth is, my favorite camera is this ten-year-old compact. It’s very good but not perfect, and many newer cameras outclass it. But I know how to get good results from it. I know this camera.
It rained all through Christmas. When I needed my dress raincoat again in late January, the S95 was in a pocket.
Delighted to have found it, I’ve been shooting it more lately. Margaret had just come from the market with these vegetables, which were on the counter. I put the camera in black-and-white mode just to see how it would render them. (If you’d like to see them in color, click here.)
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Vegetables, from my Canon S95.
Deer under the bridge at Crown Hill Cemetery
Canon PowerShot S95
2011
I’ve known my friend Debbie longer than anyone I am still in contact with — we met when we were in the fifth grade, in 1977. We’ve passed out of each others’ lives a few times, sometimes for many, many years. But when we reconnect we fall right back into our friendship.
She came to visit one overcast summer day in 2011 and since we both like cemeteries I took her to Crown Hill, the sprawling burial ground in northwest Indianapolis. The cemetery lies on both sides of 38th St., a major east-west artery.
This bridge carries 38th St. over a road that connects the two sides of Crown Hill. I’ll bet most drivers on 38th St. don’t know the bridge is there.
While Debbie and I were looking at grave markers here, she noticed this family of deer headed toward us under the bridge. I was able to bring my camera up to capture them before they ran away.
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Deer under the bridge at Crown Hill Cemetery in Indianapolis
