I started my photographic life on a whim, really, without any real plans for what I was doing. I just went in and saw what I saw and photographed it if I felt like it.

This approach is slightly refined now but one thing that’s caught my attention from the very beginning is vernacular art. I love its lack of pretension, its (sometimes) lack of finesse, its way of reflecting an unknown person’s particular passions. Here’s the latest vernacular art I’ve spotted, a flag on a fence in a quiet neighborhood in a remote part of town.

Lubbock, Texas
photographed 5.30.2025