A rainy day left Grant Street in San Francisco's Chinatown deserted and with a mystique caused by the reflections of a gloomy sky.
With its vintage lamp posts, Larkspur's Bon Air pedestrian bridge, slated for replacement, serves as foreground for Mt. Tamalpais.
On a trip to northern Italy, I photographed the common early evening social ritual, passeggiata, in which pedestrians, often in fine attire, stroll along city streets.
In Tuscany, a country home shortly before sunset.
On a road to the pool where I swim, two palm trees tower above a shrub-lined roadside. One summer evening at the golden hour, a brief period just before dark after the sun sinks below the horizon but the sky retains a warm glow, I caught the trees silhouetted against a brilliant orange sky with Mt. Tam in the distance.
On a visit to Portland, Oregon, I was inspired by the vintage sign at the Ace Hotel.
Walking the High Line shortly before sunset, I was drawn to the receding walkway flanked by native grasses and to the city's reflections in the glass facades of the high-rise buildings in this revitalized neighborhood.
The iconic Church of Our Lady of Guadalupe in Puerto Vallarta, against Banderas Bay.
Spanish tile roofs and ubiquitous palm trees run to the horizon where they meet a clear blue California sky.
Leaving a restaurant in Embarcadero Center one evening, I looked up and was treated to a nighttime view of San Francisco's Ferry Building.
A documentary on 19th century tenement housing inspired me to create a gritty street scene including urban vegetation, potholes, utilities and smokestacks. I laid on color with a palette knife and by scrubbing with a dry sponge.
Emerging from a restaurant late one evening, the empty sidewalk and Edward Hopper-like glow of the neon signs caught my attention.
Dolores Park in San Francisco is always teeming with people, but here I imagined no one around to emphasize the green space and varieties of palm trees.
I took the photo on which this painting was based 20 years ago on a trip to the island of St. Barthelemy. The stark white of sun-drenched buildings is dramatic against the deep blue Caribbean sky.
Inspired by the black-and-white images of deteriorating 19th century tenement housing in a documentary on urban history, I added sparse areas of color to make a street scene come to life. To reflect its gritty feeling, I laid on paint with a palette knife and scrubbed it with a dry sponge. (This is a miniature version of the larger piece, "Renewal".)
The Transamerica Pyramid, once the defining icon of the San Francisco skyline, before Salesforce Tower signaled the shift of economic dominance from the financial district to SOMA.
This east-facing view of Telegraph Hill, in an impressionistic treatment, showcases Coit Tower with the Bay Bridge visible in the background.
One evening I drove into San Francisco at dusk to shoot some street scenes, including this one of Lombard Street looking toward downtown. Cars honked as the golden hour approached.