CJ Nicolai, Photographer
Wanderlust
I consider travel one of my greatest accomplishments. I am a work in progress; each time I go off on a new journey, I find a new piece of me. It’s a great gift, to be a stranger and to get well and thoroughly lost.
I feel most at home when I am not.
A vendor at the Grand Bazaar, near the mosque of Nuruosmaniye, Istanbul, Turkey
Inside the Hagia Sophia, photographed from the second floor. Sultahnamet, Istanbul, Turkey.
Weaving through the streets in the walled city of Istanbul, near the Blue Mosque.
The view of the city of Istanbul, from a river boat on the Bosphorus.
The Blue Mosque, photographed through a small window of the Hagia Sophia, Istanbul.
The soaring dome of the Hagia Sophia. Istanbul.
Windows and chandeliers between floors. Istanbul, Turkey.
Taka, as inspired by my adventures in Istanbul.
If you need a description, you really must travel more.
A rare double decker carousel at the Hôtel de Ville, Paris.
A grandfather with his granddaughter, Paris.
One afternoon at the Louvre, Paris.
Smoking, drinking, knitting, and people watching, Paris.
The Black Lion Pub, a favorite of mine in Brighton, UK.
One of the many characters in Speaker's Corner, Hyde Park, London.
A lover, not a fighter, Speaker's Corner, Hyde Park, London.
A happy accident double exposure, Speaker's Corner, Hyde Park, London.
Suspicious of my accent, I suspect. UK.
A colorful hotel for the intrepid, Brighton, UK.
A rainy day at St. Paul's Cathedral, London, UK.
My bed somewhere in the UK.
As seen in my farmhouse B&B, Haywards Heath, UK.
Barcelona, from the tower of the Sagrada Familia, Spain.
This is how I remember the beautiful cathedral, through my jetlagged haze. Barcelona, Spain.
Barcelona, Spain.
Late night music at the Harlem Jazz Club, Barcelona, Spain.
All the vintage clothing you need. Barcelona, Spain.
Closing time in Barcelona, Spain.
Off to somewhere from somewhere.
At work in Venice, Italy.
The train to Venice, lost in thought.
San Marco Square, Venice, Italy.
She granted me permission with the wave of her cigarette. Venice, Italy.
Before horseback riding through half-frozen streams, Laxnes Horse Farm, Mosfellsbær, Iceland.
The farm dog, who accompanied us on the ride back to the hotel. Mosfellsbær, Iceland
The top of the clock tower at Hallgrimskirkja Church, Reykjavik, Iceland.
Teenagers, joined by dozens more dressed similarly later in the afternoon. Reykjavik, Iceland.
New York City. Shot with my lovely plastic Holga.
Grand Central Terminal, New York City. Shot with my trusty Holga toy camera.
Balboa Park, San Diego, California.
Seaport Village, San Diego, California.
"Chicken got no brakes," his owner would yell. Sadly, I hear the chicken is no longer with us.
Old town San Diego, California.