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A sense of abandonment
There is a lot going on here, and not one thing indicates anything but more destruction for this old place.
Chimayó, New Mexico
photographed 3.24.2015
These are days
This used to be a grand old place, but it’s obviously gotten over that now. It is more interesting this way – at least to my photographer’s eye.
Alice, Texas
Photographed 11.23.2019
as the sun sets on another dying town
Someone’s big dreams landed here, in the early 1900s. The town was platted, named then renamed, and there was a post office, a general store and hotel, a blacksmith shop, and a church or two, and even according to one account, a doctor – all there in hopes of benefiting from the future railroad. And then (you know how this goes), the railroad failed to materialize. The town hung on for a while but started to fade away.
The official population of the place is listed at 10.
Vigo Park, Texas
photographed 12.26.2019
Snarling Window
Without going into all the details*, back in college my friend Alice and I used to pretend we were from Alice, Texas, where we’d lived (of course!) on Melinda Street.
Until last week, I’d never actually been to Alice, Texas, and while I was there I looked to see if there was, in fact, a Melinda Street**. I didn’t find one, but I did locate a very photogenic abandoned house.
Alice, Texas
photographed 11.23.2019
*Because the only details I can remember are too embarrassing to commit to publication.
**My cousins’ last name was Street, but none of them were named Melinda.
Chris: RIP
There is definitely a story here. It’s just that I don’t know what it is.
And, really, even without Chris RIP on the wall, the very name of the place – Boss Office Bar – is a story, too.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 11.16.2019
One Day | One Image 