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Another thing that doesn’t make sense
When I look inside abandoned places, I nearly always see something that doesn’t make sense, that’s out of place, that’s unexpected.*
In this case it was the chairs. Oh, and that lettering on the wall.
Ranger, Texas
photographed 4.14.2017
*The Patient Spouse maintains that one of these days I’m going to see a dead body. That may be why he generally waits in the car while I’m looking around.
And we all rush away
I was driving home from a weekend trip, and this place flashed by on my left, which meant that I made one of those photographer’s u-turns to get back to it.
It’s spring and the snakes are waking up, so I carefully picked my way across the weeds, watching for slithering movement by my feet. A nearby bunny startled me, but I didn’t see any snakes. I didn’t see too much of the building, either, because of that barbed wire fence guarding the place.
Dodson Prairie, Texas
photographed 4.16.2017
Breakdown
Yes, there I was, looking through another dusty window of another out-of-business restaurant.
How did that get to be a thing?
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 4.11.2017
The rhythm of the place
So, I concentrated on the top of the building, while my friend Ehpem was looking down lower. I guess between us, we had the place covered, photographically speaking.
(If you haven’t looked at Ehpem’s post, you really should. He got a creepy image at the theater.)
Hollywood Boulevard
Los Angeles, California
photographed 2.17.2017
the blur of the past was upon us
Last year, an old house next to my office was being torn down. I got to go inside for a look around. Mostly, it looked like this.
The few clothes hanging in the closet were what got to me. They were so personal, and so alone.
Levelland, Texas
photographed 5.6.2016
