On the last night of our Antarctic cruise, we were all invited to submit three of our best photos for a slide show that was going to play during cocktail hour. You can imagine the glorious photos that would constitute this show -- ice, penguins, killer whales, magnificent scenery. There were more than a dozen photos of what I called the "poster child" iceberg of the voyage.
I like the intersection of nature and mankind, especially where it looks like nature is winning. That's true at home, when I wander down alleys and shoot decrepit, paint-peeling garage doors, and away, when I find remnants and vestiges of past human activity. Maybe I'm just a little weird.