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Me, arriving in unfamiliar small town: I hope there’s something abandoned around here.
Also me, because I was traveling by myself: I’ll just turn right here…WAIT A MINUTE. An old gas station??!
Later, and still me: Well, that was worth getting off the main highway!
Anson, Texas
photographed 2.17.2020
the future approaches
Here’s our situation, conveniently located within one photograph: an almost-gone farmhouse and so many wind turbines I can’t even count them.
Also – and I won’t divulge how I know this – that field was a lot muddier than it looked.
Wastella*, Texas
photographed 2.15.2020
*Yes, that is the actual name of the place. Apparently the town’s founder named it for his daughter, Wastella. My question is who in the hell would give their child a name like that??!?
Horseshoes
Those curtains, though! With their horseshoes and horses design! It’s too bad they are getting sawed to pieces from the broken windows.
Brownfield, Texas
photographed 2.14.2020
Methodist
Here I go again, shooting through dirty windows to see what’s inside an abandoned church…
House, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2019
Many Skeletons
A sign of changing times: this particular scene, full of abandoned stuff, is repeated over and over again across Texas high plains farms.
Clarendon, Texas
photographed 12.27.2019
One Day | One Image 