Monday, January 22, 2007
“The Taqueria”
South Seattle, “the only place I know,” in the words of our photographer, is also the only place in the area to find an authentic taqueria, brought to you by what are also known as “the taco trucks.”Here, our team of photographers is captured taking a break from shooting for the ceremonial neighborhood burrito.
This is a neighborhood landmark. Our photographer speaks of so many memories of growing up in the Central District, otherwise known as “the CD.” And this tunnel is a focal point, a place where lots of kids play.
The murals on the sides of the walls, faintly visible here, are painted by kids from the community.
The murals on the sides of the walls, faintly visible here, are painted by kids from the community.
The subject matter of a young photographer is easily as appealing as any aesthetic achieved by the shot.
No one figured out what this was, including the photographer, who said it resembled a cage.
Nevertheless, it somehow caught the eye, and that’s all that mattered. So, we parked here…and took in the view.
No one figured out what this was, including the photographer, who said it resembled a cage.
Nevertheless, it somehow caught the eye, and that’s all that mattered. So, we parked here…and took in the view.
In the words of our photographer, this mural drew her attention because it seemed “cityish.” What was even more compelling to her was the look of all the different races united on the wall.
This image was taken from the vantage point of a parking lot, a very full parking lot, where we chose a car to stabilize the camera and to get the right angle.
…What luck?? One person in this lot full of cars began walking toward us. He was, in fact, the owner of our prop, but the anxious moment melted into an easy, “no problem.” Cityish…
This image was taken from the vantage point of a parking lot, a very full parking lot, where we chose a car to stabilize the camera and to get the right angle.
…What luck?? One person in this lot full of cars began walking toward us. He was, in fact, the owner of our prop, but the anxious moment melted into an easy, “no problem.” Cityish…




