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It was relatively cool* the other evening so I took advantage and went out to get some photos. I’ve had my eye on this place for a while because…oh, never mind. You know why.
And in case you are wondering, that thing in the parking lot that I thought was a syringe was, in fact, not one. But still, that empty parking lot definitely had an abandoned syringe vibe.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 8.28.2026
*Relatively cool = <100°
they started with 50
Whatever these things are, they started with 50 of them. If the carton was full.
And that’s about all I can tell you.
Floyd County, Texas
photographed 5.30.2026
color study, two
The worse-for-wear sign outside an abandoned cafe wasn’t holding on to much except its colors.
Not long after this shot, a woman came from across the street with a series of confrontational questions about what was going on. My usual charm* failed – it failed completely! – so it felt like moving on along was a very workable alternative.
Lamesa, Texas
photographed 3.5.2026
*”Usual charm” is a thing I assume that I have. There is, to this point, no unbiased confirmation.
color study, one
Because I am primarily a black and white photographer who tends toward pessimism, I always assume that the stuff inside an abandoned building is going to be brown (or otherwise monochromatic).
But then I see something like this.
Lamesa, Texas
photographed 3.5.2026
that was about the same time they stopped walling off their feelings
I always title my images, putting me strongly on THAT side of the ongoing debate.
Sometimes the titles are short and/descriptive. Other times they read like part of a novel. There’s no way I can explain the process or why certain titles land particular ways.
This image is called “that was about the same time they stopped walling off their feelings,” a phrase that came to me during the editing process. I’m not sure what, exactly, triggered that title: it’s not biographical. Or situational. Or confessional.
As far as I know…
Fort McKavett, Texas
photographed 4.12.2026
