Monthly Archives: November 2017
Window Saints
A small icon, painted in the traditional Russian style and purchased in a desert town in Texas, was the reason I found myself in the ghost town of Shafter, Texas, on a Saturday morning.
I’m not usually a purchaser of religious-themed art, but that little painting called to me. I circled it three or four or five times before I gave in and bought it. The man at the store told me it was painted by Brother Paschal, a monk who lives as a hermit in Shafter. “There’s only about nine people in Shafter,” he said, “so if you go down there, it ought to be easy to find him.”
Shafter, Texas
photographed 11.4.2017
Full Moon/Food Truck
Another food truck, taken later on the same night as this photo. It’d been almost a year and half since my last visit to Alpine, and while I was gone, the food-truck phenomena showed up.
Alpine, Texas
photographed 11.3.2017
Wading Pool (dry)
Several years ago, a friend of mine told me about this county park south of Marathon. It’s on my regular rotation of places to visit when I make my Far West Texas trips, and I’ve become fascinated (or, obsessed – it’s a fine line) by this wading pool. Last year it had water in it, and I didn’t have a wide enough lens to get the shot I wanted. This year, I had a wide lens, but there wasn’t water.
There’s always next year, when maybe the lens-and-water situation will work itself out…
near Marathon, Texas
photographed 11.3.2017




