Crawling Up the Left Side of Ohio to the Right Side of Indiana

These images have been twenty two years in the making - so to speak. Since I was born, I've lived in Cincinnati with lots of family still in Fort Wayne, Indiana where my mother hails from. During the countless trips to see relatives in The Summit City, I've looked out the window and remembered landmarks along the way. I've never photographed them and with a family reunion coming up, I took the opportunity. I skipped photographing anything in Cincinnati because, well, what else have I been doing on this site for the past four years?

- Parking Garage. Dayton, Ohio

The Etheral Firmament of Class Bravo Airspace

When I was a kid, I wanted to grow up and be a pilot. Not just any pilot - I wanted to be a fighter pilot. Particularly for The Navy, preferably the F-14 Tomcat. And while I could fill this entire post with clever allusions to scenes from Top Gun, I'll spare you.

Pictoria

Albert Camus once wrote: "As a remedy to life in society, I would suggest the big city. Nowadays, it is the only desert within our means." And while the city may hold an infinite number of possible things to see and discover, even in the suburbs you can find an escape from the mundane, something so out of the ordinary and hidden within plain sight. There is no mirage amongst the endless stretch of office buildings, gas stations, chain restaurants and convenience stores that I know better than "Pictoria Tower." A spot atop an unassuming parking garage that offers a fresh perspective of the surrounding suburban landscape just waiting to be cut up by the lens of a camera. I was with my friend Ben when we first came upon the place five years ago and I went back there with him one last time before he left for boot camp.

- Me and Ben atop Pictoria.