But in order to take the picture, I had to go across the Mississippi River into Illinois and walk along the railroad track to get in position to shoot. And drat, look at all the power lines that got in the way. So I’m adding a couple of bonus pictures. I’ve been photographing the Arch for years, and this is the first photo I shot…
THE MONUMENT UNDER CONSTRUCTION
This was taken in 1965. It’s also a black and white photo, since this was before digital photography. And how many young men could afford Kodachrome film. I also took a photo from the top floor of the office where I worked the day center section was lowered into position to join the two legs. (Unfortunately, it’s stored on a slide in one of the many boxes holding years of slide trays that are stored in the back of the closets.)
And in case you’ve never been to Saint Louis to visit the arch in person and you’re wondering how people get up to the top of the 630-foot-high monument to look out of the little windows there … well, there are steps, but not many people would want to climb up them. Instead, there is a little train with little people pods that will carry you up and down.
The People Pod
And trust me, it is a real trip up to the top! By the way, the Arch’s real name is The Jefferson National Expansion Memorial and it is part of a National Park that runs along the Mississippi River at the exact location where French fur traders landed 250 years ago to found the city dedicated to Louis IX, saint and king of France. So we’re having a big birthday party around here this year. Come visit and help us celebrate.
In a post created specifically for this challenge, share a photo that captures the threshold — that point just before the action happens, that oh-so-sweet moment of anticipation before that new beginning. It could be a door about to open, or something a bit more metaphorical like a flower about to bloom. Side entrance of a historic old stone church. What secrets and memories await the visitor who crosses the threshold.
Euclid and McPherson is the heart of Saint Louis’ Central West End. Tom Williams lived here when he was a student at Washington University and before he changed his name to Tennessee. It’s has been a cultural center of the city for every movement for over a century from jazz to hip to gay. It’s a street that can’t be captured in a single photograph.
Tributes to Saint Louis’ Creative Greats
Plenty of spots to sit and rest and watch the world pass by.
Alas, by using selective close-up cropping I created a forest of wall to wall trees. In reality I shot a single tree that had eight trunks growing up next to one another. I guess that would have to be FALSE PERSPECTIVE.
IN A NEW POST CREATED SPECIFICALLY FOR THIS PHOTO CHALLENGE CAPTURE SOMETHING YOU TREASURE.
It was Valentine’s Day …
Five years ago today. And I was looking for a friend.
And a sweet young girl named Sally caught my eye,
Since I already had a best friend named Sally.
I asked if she would be my Renee.
And today she is my Treasure.
And I think the ball is hers!
IN A NEW POST CREATED SPECIFICALLY FOR THIS CHALLENGE, SHARE A SELFIE.
In other words, the background would be more interesting than the foreground featuring me. By the way, the background painting is by a friend of mine and the figure in it was supposedly inspired by myself standing on the corner waiting for a bus. That seems to be the story of my life … waiting for a bus in the background.
But if left alone to the PHOTO BOOTH feature of my iMac, I would probably end up mugging around something like this.
Not pretty, but it is me … being me … or someone who thinks he’s being me. Enjoy them while you can … I usually try to keep the Hitchcock within contained within.