Why I love my job

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My co-worker, whom I will call Brad (but only because that’s his name), stopped by my office the other day and told me, “I found a place you’ll love. Tokio. Between Brownfield and Plains.”

My co-workers are good about giving me tips on where to shoot; another one, that I’ll call Alfonso (because he gets called that a lot, even though his name is Adolfo), travels around almost every weekend and texts me photos of things he sees that he thinks I’ll like.

It’s sort of fancy, I think, to have a whole team of location scouts. And it’s one of the reasons I love my job.

Anyway, the other day when I was coming back from my photo adventure in Roswell, I remembered what Brad told me, and pulled off the road to check out Tokio. He was right: I did love it. I loved it even thought the wind was blowing and there was a cloud of dust headed my way. (You can see it in this picture, that gritty looking stuff behind the house.)

Tokio, Texas
photographed 5.11.2014

Posted on May 21, 2014, in architecture, Photography and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 11 Comments.

  1. Very nice! I like the toning, somehow it adds to the grittiness.

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  2. veraersilia's avatar vera ersilia

    Haunting. It take great courage to live there. Great image. But I think of the people who lived there. It takes courage – or final numbness …. –

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    • Thanks, Vera. This place is very strange, everything abandoned and in disrepair, and the howling wind and blowing dust when I was there only added to the strangeness. You’re right – it doesn’t take courage to live someplace like this, to try to persevere against the odds. And still lose.

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