Waiting at the station for the train to come in
The Seattle-to-Portland Amtrak train bearing my mother-in-law was running late, even later than the announced late arrival time.
With time to kill and my trusty Olympus Stylus Verve in my pocket, I decided to make a portrait of grand old Union Station.
It really begs for Edward Hopper's brush and palette.
The clock above the ticket counter runs on Amtrak time.
A "whistle-stop campaign" coach lacked only bunting and a candidate.
I basked in the glow of the station's neon and its reflection on the marble walls. "Railway Media" are DVD players and movies ("Happy Feet" and "Casino Royale") you can rent so you or your kids aren't forced to watch the boring scenery.
Trains eventually do arrive and depart. All ABOARD!
With time to kill and my trusty Olympus Stylus Verve in my pocket, I decided to make a portrait of grand old Union Station.
It really begs for Edward Hopper's brush and palette.
The clock above the ticket counter runs on Amtrak time.
A "whistle-stop campaign" coach lacked only bunting and a candidate.
I basked in the glow of the station's neon and its reflection on the marble walls. "Railway Media" are DVD players and movies ("Happy Feet" and "Casino Royale") you can rent so you or your kids aren't forced to watch the boring scenery.
Trains eventually do arrive and depart. All ABOARD!
Labels: Amtrak, neon, Union Station
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