eastern influences
Sometimes I like to shoot with a really wide lens because it makes things look weird in a way that I enjoy. In this case, it made that striped area of the parking lot like about a mile wide.
Also, I have lived in Lubbock for a lot of years (never you mind exactly how many!) but somehow I never noticed the fancy entry canopy at this business. I like it, as Asian-themed architecture is not really a common thing out here in West Texas. If you can imagine!
And on the topic of architectural forensics (a topic I just now made up), check out the brick on the far right: it doesn’t quite match the rest of the building. But they gave it a hell of a try when, for reasons lost to time*, they decided to fill in an opening.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 10.3.2026
*”Lost to time”? Why in the world would I say something as dumb as that?
select all squares containing an airplane
As you may have figured out, I crack myself up on a pretty regular basis.
This scene makes me think of those CAPTCHA things where you have to select all the squares with an airplane in them.
There. My work is done for today: I’ve planted that idea in YOUR head now. You’re welcome.
San Antonio International Airport
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 10.10.2026
approaching gate 17
I took an Uber to the airport. My driver’s name was Shirley. Or maybe it was Sherry. At any rate, she was bat-shit crazy. Told me her “good” car had been in an accident* so she was driving her “back-up” car; said the steering wasn’t very good but that it would probably be OK. She told me there were litter boxes in classrooms in Austin because of the furries**. She told me she’d been a tomboy as a girl and that now “they” (it’s always “they”, isn’t it?) wanted to “slap penises on all the tomboys.”***
Her comments made the driver from the night before who’d told me he was a private investigator, which 100% seemed like a story he was making up as he went along, seem boring. And normal.
Anyway, when I got in the airport, I walked around for a few minutes to clear my head of all the Ubery bullshit I’d just heard. It didn’t really work: it’s now a couple of weeks later and I am still thinking about Shirley/Sherry and her, uh, thoughts on things.
San Antonio International Airport
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 10.10.2026
*Accident was not her fault. Of course. It never is.
**What?
***Again, what?
morning flight
As long as I’ve got a camera with me, I will never be bored in airports.
I might be frustrated, over-peopled, tired, too cold/hot, hungry, and things like that. But bored? Nope.
San Antonio International Airport
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 10.10.2026
color of light
I spent a whole day in San Antonio taking Ubers from place to place – no real plan, just finding things that that sounded interesting.
Although Western art isn’t by favorite genre, I somehow decided to go to the Briscoe Museum of Western Art. I liked the art a lot more than I expected, found an artist I’d never heard of whose work I liked very much*, and saw this scene from the second floor mezzanine.
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 10.9.2026
*Kim Wiggins. Look him up. You’ll see what I mean.
