I was able to start the new year off right this morning exploring an abandoned church in north St. Louis with some good friends. I am an atheist but I get what religion means to a lot of people, and all of the symbolism involved. The area we were in a rough one, hit hard over the years by all the numerous factors that make St. Louis what it is. Yet in all of the decay and poverty there are still glimmers of hope for a better future.
On the latest outing with Photoflood STL we visited the Greater Ville neighborhood in St. Louis. This shot with Waffles is at the Chuck Berry house. The man lived here for quite a few years but much like the rest of the neighborhood it is in sad shape. There is so much potential in this area of the city but white flight and a lack of imagination and money will leave the area in disrepair.
It was a very foggy Sunday morning and my friend Ann asked if I wanted to go shoot along the waterfront in St. Louis. Of course I did so we met up at the flood wall. As we walked along the river in front of the Arch we looked up the steps to see what the scene looked like. The fog was so thick we couldn’t see the top of the Arch but there were people running along the top of the stairs. The fog blanked out the background and I was able to get this shot of the lone runner. Since it was so foggy it made the shot practically black and white anyway so the conversion was easy.
Taking a walk at lunch around Scott Air Force Base I got a chance to take a picture of the Luftbrücke. It is a sculpture commemorating the Berlin Airlift. There is a companion piece to this, which is located at the former Rhein Main Air Base in Frankfurt Germany, where I was also stationed in the mid-90s. It is a testament to the men and women who kept the supplies flowing to the city of West Berlin during the blockade. If you are ever on the base stop and get the chance stop to take a look.
This year most of my photography friends and I have been on a quest for sunflowers. Many of the early plantings were washed away with all the spring rains that we had. But I’ve managed to find a few patches here and there on the Illinois side of the river from St. Louis. This beauty is from a fairly large field just east of Alhambra.