Monthly Archives: February 2019
Could be looking right past
The way this place is being demolished (or, maybe, renovated), it’s possible to see all the way through a room, two bathrooms, another room all the way to the other side of the building.
If you’ve been around this blog for a while, you may know that my brain sometimes makes strange connections between a scene I’m shooting and a song. And usually, only my brain gets the reasons for the connections. (And, yes, it would be nice for the brain to share with the rest of us, but that seems unlikely, so here we are.) And I bet you just can’t wait to see what sort of odd connection this thing conjured up.)
It was a few lines from “Bone in My Ear,” by Bruce Cockburn:
In my heart there’s a an image
Like looking through glass
Could be looking at me
Could be looking right past
(You can see/hear the song here. Also, I was at that very concert. In case you were wondering what I was up to last April.)
what’s left of the Days Inn
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 2.22.2019
The days of a sparkling pool were over
The Patient Spouse and I had a long-ish conversation about the best way to describe that awful-looking water in the swimming pool.
He won: he said it looked like molasses.
what’s left of the Days Inn
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 2.22.2019
Tunnel
When I first got to this place, there was something about this breezeway that intimidated me, and I didn’t walk through it. Or even into it, really. I stayed at the front of the building, which parallels a busy frontage road. But I started to get comfortable – all the rooms were open, but there weren’t signs that anyone was living in any of them. Eventually, I walked the front of the building, then the side, and partway down the back. And then, I got very nervous and was more than happy to cut through the breezeway to get back to what felt like the safer side of the place.
But, no matter how nervous I was, I still stopped and got a couple of photos. I’m a photographer, dammit, and that’s what I do.
what’s left of the Days Inn
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 2.22.2019
No Point
That door seems to be, at best, sort of pointless.
The other day I couldn’t think of anything to photograph, so I consulted a little pink Moleskine book where I used to keep a running list of places I wanted to shoot, hoping for an idea. This old hotel wasn’t listed specifically, but the general part of town it’s in was, so the Patient Spouse and I headed out. It was a real treasure, photographically speaking. (I hope you agree, as this is the first of eight images form the place…) (Don’t say I didn’t warn you.)
what’s left of the Days Inn
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 2.22.2019
Be the Change
The thing with Dallas is that not many things have a chance to look old – like that new construction right there across from the graffiti place. (In fact, it’s been nearly a year since I went to the graffiti place, and now I’m wondering if it’s even still there. You know what that means, don’t you? Yes – a road trip!)
Dallas, Texas
photographed 4.14.2018
One Day | One Image 