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in love, in the rain
It seemed unusual to have a rainy day in Phoenix. But it rained off and on all day.
That gave me the chance to see this piece, “Woman in Love” (Bob Haozous, sculptor), in the garden at the Heard Museum with raindrops barely hanging on to its slick surface.
Heard Museum
Phoenix, Arizona
photographed 12.28.2022
coverlet
I don’t know if familiarity breeds contempt as much as it breeds photo-blindness.
I would never (never, I say!) even think about photographing the bed at my house. But a hotel room’s bed? I photograph a lot of hotel room beds. They just seem to be a lot more interesting, but that also makes me realize that I am overlooking photographic subjects in my own house.
Fort Worth, Texas
photographed 12.23.2022
urban reflections
If you combine a little bit of impending boredom, a camera outfitted with a vintage lens, an 8th floor hotel room, a view of a parking deck, morning sunlight, and a cold-ass day, this is what may happen.
(I felt that it was important for you to be aware of the risks of traveling with me.)
Fort Worth, Texas
photographed 12.23.2022
meda
There’d been a fire and the building’s roof was gone. Debris covered the floor, and graffiti covered the walls. If it is possible for many layers of spray paint to hold up a damaged structure, that is very like what is happening here.
Niland, California
photographed 2.13.2022
appliances
A cotton gin and a clothes dryer, both abandoned. (But to be honest, if they hadn’t been abandoned, they would have held much less photographic interest.)
near Calipatria, California
photographed 2.12.2022
One Day | One Image 