Click on images for a larger view. Photo ©Mike Randolph
Last week a reader wrote to tell me that my photo of the horseback rider on the cold, wet mountain trail in Asturias was beautiful, she loved it (thank you again P), but that she wanted to see images of spring because it’s been a hard winter in Toronto, Canada, where she lives.
Since I know what that’s like, I get it. This is urgent. Continue Reading →
2014. Two women negotiate the cobbled streets of La Alberca, Spain. Photo ©Mike Randolph
When my parents came to visit in Madrid last year, they brought with them some of my old photos, a box of a few hundred slides I’d set aside years ago. It was a random sampling of the uncounted thousands of Kodachromes and Fujichromes I have sitting in the not-so-archival environment of my parent’s damp basement in Toronto.
There are a lot of things I prefer about digital photography over film, but film has digital beat when it comes to looking at old photographs. You get to hold the actual original thing, for starters, and you can see it without having to plug anything in. Slides can’t be perfectly copied in a keystroke, they’re one of a kind. And for that same reason, you see them only once in a while. They get put into deep storage and get forgotten about until they surface sometime later, like artefacts from the past.
There was one slide in particular that caught me eye. Continue Reading →
If you’re the kind of stork that wants to see rather than be seen, this wildlife observation tower in the province of Caceres, southwest of Madrid, is a great place to build a nest. Photo ©Mike Randolph
On a cold sleety day, a horseback rider makes his way along a trail in one of the wildest corners of Spain, the region of Continue Reading →
High above the village of Benasque, in the province of Huesca, a hiker walks along the frontier between Spain and France. A little to the right lies the Continue Reading →
