smoke break
So what happened is that our hotel was right there in the Old Port and it was so easy to wander around, day or night, to look at things and (in my case) take photographs.
This was a foggy night and the simple, unintentional beauty of the area turned itself into a little body of work. (You’ve been warned about what you’re going to be stuck looking at for the next few days. Who knows how many days? Beats me…)
Portland, Maine
photographed 3.15.2026
the obligatory boat (Maine)
I gave myself away as being not from there because I did take a lot of photos like this. In my defense, I do see a lot more boats sitting on dry and dusty ground than I see boats in actual water. I was there (from the looks of things) to capture the novelty of it.
Portland, Maine
photographed 3.15.2026
holding it together
Sometimes you do need half a turnbuckle, a bolt with an old square nut, and some wire to feel secure.
Tahoka, Texas
photographed 3.5.2026
faded (old) glory
Just because buildings are vacant/abandoned doesn’t mean there’s nothing to see.
This little vignette’s got metal siding where a big plate glass window used to be with a smaller window stuck in. And – and! – a very tattered and faded American flag.
The other side of the shot has a sign whose awkward wording led me to read it as “home drop off please no furniture” which naturally made me wonder why they wanted people to just drop off vacant homes. Ah, language: so amusing. Ha, my thought process: probably not so amusing.
Tahoka, Texas
photographed 3.5.2026
an accidental diptych
I meant for this to be just an image of that statue, who looked like she was holding that light over her head (and, also, possibly, holding up the entire ceiling).
But, as the Photography Gods sometimes dictate, that actual thing that needed to be photographed was the way reflection of the other side of the street turned this into a diptych. As a bonus, the way the warm and cool lights play off each other is fun to look at.
Lamesa, Texas
photographed 3.5.2026
One Day | One Image 