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I went to Slaton to get cookies at the 100-year-old Slaton Bakery. (You cannot find better thumbprint cookies anywhere on the planet.) And, while I was there I took a few photos.
Or I went to Slaton to take photos. And while I was there I treated myself to some cookies at the bakery.
Either way, it worked out nicely.
Slaton, Texas
photographed 6.23.2023
trailers (now deceased)
There isn’t a whole lot going on in Montoya, New Mexico, at the current time. Unless you count the abandonment of buildings and trailers, and then there is a lot happening. (But the pace at which things happen is quite slow.)
Montoya, New Mexico
photographed 5.29.2022
despair has its own rhythm
Every single thing here just looks like despair – the weeds are closing in on the building; most of the windows are boarded up; that porch roof is wavy and collapsing; there’s an abandoned car out back; the stucco is working hard to fall away from the walls. And there are signs telling us that adobe is political.
Marfa, Texas
photographed 1.15.2023
exhaustion staggers on
I don’t know what this building used to be; all I know is what it is now. And what it is now is abandoned and vandalized. The building seems exhausted by its defeat.
It exhausted me, too, and all I did was stop by for a few photos.
Pecos, Texas
photographed 1.14.2023
light giving way to darkness
So what happened was that I signed up for an online photography class with a theme of “cold.” Most of the participants, I figured, would be from New England and have actual cold to photograph. I decided the challenge of shooting images on the theme of cold in a mild Texas winter was something I was up for. I spend the two week time that we had to make our images shooting concepts of cold, rather than actual cold. Honestly, while the images themselves were OK, as concepts to illustrate the theme, they were…what’s the term I’m looking for here?…weak. They were weak. They were weak in the extreme.
And then, the very day that we were supposed to turn in our three images for a critique, I woke to actual cold, actual still-falling snow. And I re-shot the assignment.
This is an abandoned cotton gin. I mean, at this time of year, they are all abandoned because the ginning season is over, but this one seems to be permanently abandoned.
Lubbock County, Texas
photographed 1.24.2023
