Category Archives: architecture
Caution (Centennial Park)
Sometimes I go to a city and think “Yes, I could live here.”
This was not one of those kinds of cities.
But, I did what I could to find something amusing to do when I wasn’t stuck in a convention center gathering up the continuing education credits for my professional license.* Naturally, the amusement came in the form of photography.
Atlanta, Georgia
photographed 4.29.2014
* That’s a true story: I really do have a professional license. Believe me, there’s no one more surprised by that than I am.
“I almost cussed.”
Another shot from Dougherty, this one of the remains of the school, which had a natural-gas explosion one day and just hasn’t been the same since.
My traveling companion and I stopped to look around, and just after we arrived, a man in a pick-up pulled up to see what we were doing. (I am almost positive his wife sent him.) He was very chatty, and we learned a lot from him:
1. He was working as a state trooper in Lubbock, about 70 miles away, when the school exploded, and was sent over to help. The explosion was during a school day, and there were several injuries but no one was killed.
2. He lives in Doughtery now, runs some cattle, and is scared that the drought will never end.
3. Used to, back in the day before cell phones, when “the boys” were done with the branding, they could relax over some “cold beers” (which he said like it was one word) before heading home, but nowadays, their wives start calling them and they can’t stay around as long.
(This comment came right after his wife called him to see what he’d found out about why the strangers were in town.)
4. He told us about an abandoned school in Roaring Springs, the next town over.
5. Then he told us about the last time there was a big rain. He said, “It was one-a those rains that came straight down for two, three days. That culvert in front of the house was full of weeds so that water wasn’t drainin’ and it kept gettin’ closer and closer to the house. Finally my wife sent me out there to fix it, and there I was, in my slicker and boots with rain runnin’ off my hat. I was pullin’ them tumbleweeds out-a that culvert. And I almost cussed the rain. Almost. But I didn’t.”
Dougherty, Texas
April 2, 2014
Rocks of ages
The Goodwill Baptist Church is in the same block as St. Annie’s AME Church.
Naturally, I noticed all these rectangles on the side of the church – you know how much I like to find rectangles! – but in this particular case, I am actually more interested in those two rocks, leaning against the air conditioner. They look like tiny headstones. They look as though they were placed there on purpose. They look like mirror images of each other.
Austin, Texas
photographed 4.12.2014
St. Annie’s
This is St. Annie’s African Methodist Episcopal Church. I first saw it a couple of months ago when I stayed at an off-the-beaten-path house in the South Congress neighborhood in Austin. When I was once again in Austin I made some time to go look at it again and take some photographs. This building’s been here since 1915, and it’s still an active church – you can go to their website for additional information.
West Annie Street
Austin, Texas
photographed 4.12.14




