The photographs of N.P. Thompson


ceilings & feelings

West Cleveland, mid-June 2020

Empire Plow

Last in a series from this depressing place…

Incidentally, while I was snapping this shot, I heard a voice behind me calling, “Young man, young man…” As I’m in my early 50s, I could not quite believe that “young man” was intended for me, but indeed it was, from a character in an orange t-shirt, who informed me that if I wanted something to photograph, he had the very thing in his backyard, if only I would follow him that instant. I respectfully declined.

Advice to photographers: stay away from East 65th Street & Bessemer in Cleveland. Verily, stay away from Cleveland, period.

motor patterns 2

More of the same…

motor patterns

Somewhere in the hinterlands of a post-industrial-era ghetto on the lugubrious east side, somewhere near Slavic Village…


Park Slope row

Originally posted March 25, 2009. Date snapped? I’ve forgotten.

framing device

vertical blues

arriving Seattle

Originally posted February 28, 2013

crepe myrtle at cathedral entrance

the neighborhood

Lamar Penthouse


to Hell with Brian Kemp

Fuck “Governor” Brian Kemp, or Brine Kemp, as genteel Georgia trash no doubt mispronounce his holy name.

Fuck all Republicans, for that matter.


Reed Hall in winter


eye on Midtown

Summer 2015


drive-by lunch

shadowed return

except perhaps in spring

snow and the cathedral

open any door

In memory of P.J.S. on her sixty-first birthday.