This is part of my on-going photography studies of how light plays on familiar places where we live. Almost every day, or at least every other day, I’ll walk the dogs either from the house or back to the house by way of this alley that runs behind Freeport Boulevard in Sacramento. The dogs love it for the smells — there are three Chinese restaurants in this one strip mall. Photographically, I’m always drawn to the visual texture of the brick walls, the various shades of paint, or lack of, on them, the cracks, as well as the different...
