R.I.P. Julius Shulman

Julius Shulman died today. I don't have any clever words to throw into this white space like so many yarrow stalks. Simply put, he was a brilliant photographer. He loved architecture. I did too, once. I had once planned to give my life to her. Like an old girlfriend, she still haunts my dreams. Shulman, like nobody else, captured the seduction of architecture. Below is the photo everyone remembers. Hell, I'm not trying to be clever here. It's the obvious choice. But it's the photo that burned into everyone's brain. And here it is ...