Artist & Author Joakim Lloyd Raboff

After we visited Japan in the fall of 2023, I started developing ideas that would eventually become designs printed on a series of T-shirts with a touch of Keith Haring.

One of the best things about Japan is the sheer range of options available while you’re on the throne.

Alongside my street portraits and urban scenes here in Asia, I also devote time to using my camera and its 35 mm prime lens as a blunt painter’s brush.

Because you allowed me to photograph you during my walk around Talat Noi and Song Wat the other day in Bangkok, your spontaneously captured portrait may begin a journey that outlives us both.

This scene is from our house on 849 North Alfred Street in West Hollywood.

I’m currently working on a new 100-page photography book filled with portraits of dogs I’ve met and petted around the world.

Over the past several months, I’ve been preparing to relaunch my photography-centric site, www.raboffphotography.com, with a print-on-demand shop.

Here’s an illustrative example of an ICM (Intentional Camera Movement) exposure where I made minuscule circular motion during a 3 second, handheld exposure at an extremely busy intersection along Sukhumvit Road in Bangkok.

One battle after another.

At 63, it would be weird if I hadn’t developed a few breakfast favorites.

Books preserve the ephemeral: places, people, moods, thoughts, memories and moments already beginning to slip from my view and mind.

Among all the old photos I’ve digitized, this one from 1967 has an exceptionally mesmerizing pull on me.

I’ve always been a cloud freak.

Sometimes, when I sneeze or blow my nose, I can feel air escaping through the corner of my left eye.

During my first Interrail trip through Europe in the summer of 1983, I met all sorts of travelers.

The color blue has always spoken to me, though never of sadness or melancholy.

Here’s a piece from my ongoing abstract photography project, L’Escapade Éphémère, which I’ve been working on more consistently for about a year.

Here we are: Charlotte, Elle, and I, the other evening, just about to have dinner at a fancy-pantsy pizzeria in Malmö.

Malmö.

This is from earlier this evening during our semi-ritualistic after-dinner walk.

We have known each other for close to half a century—in a few cases, even longer.

A buddy of mine reminded me yesterday of something I had completely forgotten about: a photograph of a parrot that I had captured on Maui – licensed by the University of Cambridge for a scientific research paper that has since been published in Nature, one

I did two very unusual things after arriving in Göteborg early this morning.

There is always a comfortable level of familiarity whenever I return to Copenhagen.

Speaking of yellow… this is likely one of the most photographed objects in the Swedish capital.

Not exactly sure where or how this particular ICM (intentional camera movement) came into existence except that it was created in Stockholm a few weeks ago.

After protracted and exhaustive deliberations and subsequent bilateral negotiations, the undersigned was recently tendered access and ownership of an unspecified quantity of personal chattel and effects, which had heretofore remained sequestered for a sta…

I’ve been eating very well while in Stockholm.

Wednesday.

My brother Tyko would have turned 59 today.

This is from a cozy café in Stockholm where I wrote from last week.

so this isn’t a traditional double or triple exposure.