Ann Street at four in the morning, almost empty of people and full of atmosphere.
The back of the Curry Mansion, a beehive of steps and landings and doors and rooms. there is nothing straightforward about Old Town architecture.
I looked in at Sloppy Joe's, closed at last and getting cleaned. The lookalike contest will be back soon enough, to keep summers busy in Key West:
It surprises me how durable the Hemingway myth has remained.
Light and darkness, I tend to walk around looking up to see what shows against the pitch black tropical night sky.
Photographers call it negative space, the darkness or light that surrounds the object of the picture. Here below the Key West Harbor is the actual empty space.
One day I shall look back in wonder at these ubiquitous signs that seem so critical now and will one day be a faint memory. Did we really..? I photograph as many as I see to keep the memory fresh of what we had to do.
More negative space above El Meson de Pepe...
And surrounding the playhouse next door:
I hope live theater comes back before too long.
Hogs Breath Bar and store advertising below. Pirates and mermaids and other myths.
Duval Street was renovated once before when the city was led by the man who famously water skied to Cuba. That renovation feels as distant as the Bicentennial it helped to celebrate.
Inspirational wood plaques taken in for safety during the night leaving a sign open to interpretation.