Monthly Archives: January 2016
Room Views
I was in New Orleans for a few days at the first of the month; my hotel room had views toward the Mississippi River (which was heading toward flood stage) and the French Quarter (which was heading toward being flooded with tourists). So, when I wasn’t in my conference sessions, or occupied with other things*, these were my views:
toward the Mississippi
photographed 1.6.2016
toward the French Quarter
photographed 1.7.2016
*No, I wasn’t in bars all the time. I went to an NBA game one night.
A sort of storm drain
This photo is part homage to my good friend Ehpem, whose images of a storm drain in Victoria, British Columbia, have held my interest for the past three or four years, and part homage to my memories of living in New Orleans while I was in grad school. I lived near Lake Pontchartrain and often went to the lakefront to study or to look at that far horizon (because it was the only place to see the horizon!). Most of the city felt closed in (our kitchen window, for example, looked directly into the neighbor’s front doorway only a few feet away), a feeling that I didn’t like then and like even less these days.
It was nice to re-visit the lakefront when I was in New Orleans last week for a conference.
along Lake Pontchartrain
New Orleans, Louisiana
photographed 1.8.2016
Constellation
This is another part of the construction project that I posted earlier.
The constellation-alike arrangement of the lights cast beautiful and mysterious shadows.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 12.21.2015
Roadside Attraction, winter
Tinkertown was closed for the winter, but I still wanted to swing by and make a few images. (Here’s another article that mentions Tinkertown.)
A couple of years ago I attended a writing conference where I met a wonderful writer, Tanya Ward Goodman. She was receiving an award at the conference for her memoir, Leaving Tinkertown, the story of growing up at Tinkertown, which was built by her father, and of her dad’s early-onset dementia. Tanya’s writing is funny, poignant, and honest. During my dad’s recent decline and subsequent death, her words were in my mind often. If you’ve been wanting to read a well-written memoir, I can recommend Tanya’s book without hesitation.
The other thing about Tinkertown is that I used to go by it often when I lived in Albuquerque – it’s on the way to the mountains – but I never even noticed it! What the hell was wrong with me?! So, because I met Tanya and read her book, I went a tiny bit out of my way to see it. Now, I just need to go back when it’s open.
Sandia Park, New Mexico
photographed 12.23.2015
The Thaw Before the Storm
The snow was melting on Christmas afternoon and on our walk along Canyon Road, we picked our way between puddles and icy patches of snow, trying to keep on the dry pavement.
The weather was changing, though. In fact, we left a day earlier than planned to beat the storm, and we barely made it: new snow was already falling when we left.
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 12.25.2015
One Day | One Image 