Saturday, August 31, 2013

This photograph of a bustling street scene ran in the April 1958 issue of National Geographic in a story by Thomas J. Abercrombie about "Young-old Lebanon." The caption read, in part: "For variety, few cities can match Lebanon's bustling capital. Part Christian, part Moslem, Beirut combines East and West, ancient and modern. Contrasts stand out vividly in street scenes such as this on the Rue Georges Picot. … A sign over the blouse shop shows the cedar, Lebanon's national symbol. The market-bound shepherd in Near Eastern headdress and Western jacket icily ignores the latest European fashions."

Cable Car, Lisbon

A jam-packed cable car clacks over steep cobbled streets, bringing Lisboans downtown from Bairro Alto, the High Quarter, in 1965. The quarter's multistoried 17th-century buildings were once the city's tallest. The small vintage trams still operate today, navigating tight turns past markets, restaurants, and churches, sometimes getting caught in traffic jams.

Tukad Unda Dam, Bali

This dam is on a river called Tukad Unda in Klungkung, Bali. I framed the photo to make the dam look like a natural waterfall. Locals regularly bathe and wash their clothes here. It's also a fun place for the children to play. I adjusted the shutter speed to capture the arcs of water flowing from their buckets. —Lisa Hendrawan

Summer Cottage, Spain

This shot was taken in Villa Luisita, a 19th-century house on the outskirts of Cortegana near Huelva in southern Spain. We were spending a few days in the countryside. At the end of the day, the summer light changes continuously and the activities around the house get a different significance every minute. A little before sunset, while there is still light, we always have to collect the geese and the clothes that are drying in the sun. The most difficult thing is to convince the children to stop playing and get into the cottage to have dinner and rest after a long summer day. Their shadows seem to linger a little on the colored walls to make the sunlight last longer. —Miguel Parra

Apples, Baku

The snow made me treat myself to some side streets while looking for photo opportunities on my way to work, this bitterly cold morning in Baku. The rapidly changing capital of Azerbaijan always has something in store. Just outside the centuries-old Taza Bazaar, I came across the unlikely sight of an old Soviet-era Volga brimming with golden winter apples. The strange beauty of the scene brought back childhood memories of apples carefully picked and stored in the basement of our home in Norway, and the apples turning sweeter as the months of winter went by. —Erik Andre Juriks

Ice-Skater, Sweden

We had been skating around in the thick fog in the Stockholm archipelago for a couple of hours one morning in April. It was totally windless and the only sounds were those of our skates and some birds in the open water near us. Tour skating on natural ice on the first of April is considered late in the season, so this was our last trip. Suddenly we saw it, the fogbow, and tried to catch it. —Patrik Stark

Llamas, Peru

After a couple of days trekking across the Peruvian Andes, our group had an unusual encounter at 4,600 meters, on top of the narrow, windy, and freezing Huacahuasi Pass. While we had not run into a single soul for days, we had to give way to a flock of llamas and their herder, basically coming out of nowhere: a real culture shock between us Occidental folks in search of adventure and the local Quechua mountain people going about their daily business. —Antoine Bruneau