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20 pound graduations
Here’s the second shot from the Day of Driving and Photographing*.
We are four years in to a drought, but this weekend, we had rain so it was a muddy day. Getting to this place meant carefully plotting a path to skirt the worst of a huge mud puddle. It was worth it, though, to get to see this old set of scales – marked in twenty pound graduations – in the now-abandoned office next to the grain elevator. (In case you can’t imagine a grain elevator, here’s what this one looks like.)
County Line, Texas
photographed 5.24.2014
It was all yellow
We spent the day driving around with some friends – those rare kinds of friends who really don’t mind if you want to stop approximately every seven minutes to take a picture of something you saw beside the road. I’ve written about this before, about feeling rushed when you’re with people who are used to your peculiar ways, and how it can have a negative impact on your work. But these friends got it and didn’t mind stopping – in fact, they encouraged it. And, even better: they suggested some places to go that they thought I’d like.
This was one of their suggestions, and it was a treasure of visuals. Like this room, that used to be even more yellow than the way I saw it.
Check back for more shots from the Day of Driving and Photographing.
Lubbock County, Texas
photographed 5.24.2014
Fade away
The Pecos Valley Industrial Supply Company seems to have faded away, except for the shadow of a sign that’s on the brick wall. This building was empty and Google can’t find it anywhere else.
Roswell, New Mexico
photographed 5.10.2014
To mark the decline
In the parts of the country where I do most of my shooting, plywood and chipboard are very popular building materials. Unfortunately for the towns and the people who are still trying to live there.
It’s hard to imagine that a structure completely boarded up will ever make a return. And if that’s the case, these boards have marked a lot of decline.
Roswell, New Mexico
photographed 5.10.2014
An open mouth
That shadow makes me think of a big, open mouth. That’s just me, isn’t it?
Roswell, New Mexico
photographed 5.10.2014
One Day | One Image 