Verona Reflections

This image struck me immediately while walking through the Museo Teatro Romano (Roman Amphitheater Museum), situated directly across the Adige River from downtown.

In this situation, I can’t call downtown the old city, considering the Roman Amphitheater predates most of the buildings in the city.

Anyway, the photo.  The lines and reflection immediately grabbed me.  That’s a glass wall to the left, so everything left of the doorway is a reflection of things that are outside and to the right of the doorway that dominates the right half of the frame.  A fun angle.  But a bugger to process and extract an aesthetically pleasing image.  At least one that satisfies my vision.

In color, it’s a complete wreck.  The blue-green tinge of the glass completely changed the character of anything reflected, giving it almost a sickly appearance.  Completely different than the warm earth tones of everything in the right half of the frame, which was viewed directly in the midday sun.  Couple that color cast with the fact that everything reflected was a good two stops darker than the right side of the image and I had a challenge.

Certainly one that I wasn’t to shy away from.  It just took a while.

Luckily the color wasn’t important here.  It wasn’t when I took the picture, since I was more interested in the geometric shapes and lines  than in the colors.  In other words, an image always destined for black and white.

And thinking back to the wet darkroom days, this is an image that would have taken a full page of notes to determine cumulative exposure time for each portion of the image, where to dodge and burn, and where to draw the eye.  And a process that would have taken days and likely a full box of paper to get right.

This one still took quite a bit of time, much more than I typically like to spend on an image.  But it was a challenge.

I like challenges.

Verona Reflections

Ponte Pietra

Goddess and I sure enjoyed watching the sun set over Verona.

Ponte Pietra

What’s not to enjoy about seeing a bridge originally built in 100 BC?


That’s exactly what happened here.

I loved the lines and saw the perfect portal with which to frame the far merlon.  Everything lined up perfectly and I was happy.

I had no idea there was a flock of pigeons sitting there.

But something spooked them.

And this picture is so much better for it.


Castelvecchio, Verona, Italy.