Don’t forget to send me your good wildlife photos, as we run through them pretty quickly here.

Today’s photos come from James Blilie, and they’re “street photos,” which count as wildlife. I’ve indented James’s captions:

Inspired by Joe Routon’s photos today, here are some street photos I took over the years, for your consideration.

 

The majority are scans of Kodachrome 64 slides I shot while traveling the world. One friend and I rode bicycles around the world in 1990-1992.

 

First, though, a few newer ones.

 

Waiters, outside a Paris restaurant, taking a break before the dinner rush.  July 2010.

A view of Bourbon Street, New Orleans, LA.  April 2018.  It seemed like Bourbon Street never was quiet.  This is midday, well before the serious drinking gets going.

A sunset shot at the Champs de Mars, Paris, July 2018.

Hikers, climbing up Ayer’s Rock (Uluru).  It’s very steep, and even with shoes with good, rubber soles, there were a few spots where I was glad of the chain, leading up the ridge. We saw women in leather-soled, spike-heels going up this!  (I don’t think climbing it is allowed anymore).

Smiles on the road in Fiji (main island), 1990:

Sign-painter in old-town Singapore.  I doubt much is left of the old town.  It was rapidly going away, even when we were there 29(!) years ago.

Girl, caring for her younger sibling.  Nepal, July 1991.

Woman transplanting rice, rural Nepal, July 1991.

Boys, sleeping on the street, Kathmandu, Nepal, July 1991.

Boys with birds.  On the Annapurna Circuit trail – back when it still took one three weeks (at a moderate pace) to complete this long hike around the Annapurna massif. July 1991.  We did it during the monsoon.  We didn’t get as many mountain views as one would pre- or post-monsoon; but, aside from the leeches, we loved it.  It was warmer over the high pass and we had the trail to ourselves.  We only saw four other western parties in the entire three weeks; and two of them were solo hikers and they joined us for companionship and safety.

Tattooed young man, Bangkok, Thailand, 1991.

St. Paul’s Cathedral, London, Oct. 1991.  Pentax A 16mm f/2.8 fisheye lens.

Finally, my hands in my cycling gloves after 4000+ miles on them in all weathers. This was taken in the Orkney Islands, August 1992.  This was just before I replaced them with a new pair, mailed to me from home by my parents.

Please send in your wildlife photos, which can include, as they do today, street photography (landscapes are also acceptable). Today’s batch of people photos comes from biologist Joe Dickinson, whose notes are indented:

This is a street musician in Bergen, Norway.

Another musician, this one from a pub in Cliffden, Ireland.  We love the Irish tradition of musicians going to the local pub on a Saturday evening and jamming with whoever shows up.  “Do you know tune X?”  “I think so, hum a few bars. OK, got it. What key?”

This is one of the very life-like Egyptian funerary portraits on display in the British Museum.

This young lady in Nara, Japan was very proud of her fine geisha outfit.  My notes say it was her seventh birthday.  Every kid we encountered in Japan flashed the V.

This shot of a colleague in Biology at the University of Utah was captured at a party celebrating the end of my term as Department Chair.  The caption was added by other colleagues.

This mandrill was just too handsome to leave out.  Don’t be concerned with what his left hand was doing

This young lady at a school we visited near Victoria Falls was very happy with a simple gift someone had brought along.  We had been instructed to bring school supplies but this was a much bigger hit.

Also near Victoria Falls, it was notable that rather young kids were charged with the care of younger siblings.

Reputedly the oldest man in this village, this gentleman turned out to be exactly my age.

This and the following are aboriginal women selling crafts at an outdoor market in the Australian Outback.  The colorful sticks the first woman is holding, used to beat out a rhythm for dancing or chanting, now reside in an alcove in our living room.

Finally, my granddaughter making the most of a root beer at the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk.

I importune you again to send in your wildlife photos. I have a decent backlog, but remember that it depletes at the rate of seven posts per week.

Today we are again counting “street photography” (one of my favorite genres of photos) as “wildlife photography.” And Joe Routon contributes some lovely photos. His comments are indented.

Here are men in Morocco having a serious discussion.

If I see a person who has an interesting face, I’ll ask if I can take a “street portrait.” Here’s one from India.

This was in France. I was immediately attracted to the colorful sheets, so this one is in color.

One of my street photos during a demonstration. It’s hard to tell if the child’s ears are being blasted or if he’s intently feeling the emotion and the message of the moment. His hands seem to be signaling “Hold it down! Hold it down!”

Young love in Prague.

Jerry, this is one that you’ll appreciate, but you probably won’t want to include it. [JAC: Of course I included it!] I shot it during the National Democratic Convention in Philadelphia. A group from “the most obnoxious and rabid hate group in America,” Westboro Baptist Church, from Topeka, Kansas, was on hand to demonstrate and create havoc. They’re the ones who spew hatred—their web site is “God Hates Fags,” and they regularly disrupt military funerals and other solemn, meaningful events.

So, while they were preaching vitriolic venom over their loudspeakers, others were giving them a hard time. Notice the sign that one person was holding in front of them, “I love sinning,” and over on the left side is a guy with a green trombone blaring out, completely obliterating the poisonous, bitter “preaching.” It was very entertaining.