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Chair skeleton


Look! A chair skeleton! It was an amazing sight.

Out back, behind this abandoned farmhouse, there was a dog skeleton. And further out, we caught a whiff of something that was on its way to becoming a skeleton (if you know what I mean). All of which makes this place sound a lot more macabre than it really was.

Lubbock County, Texas
photographed 5.24.2014

(You can see other photos from the Day of Driving and Photographing here, here, here, and here.)

It was all yellow


We spent the day driving around with some friends – those rare kinds of friends who really don’t mind if you want to stop approximately every seven minutes to take a picture of something you saw beside the road. I’ve written about this before, about feeling rushed when you’re with people who are used to your peculiar ways, and how it can have a negative impact on your work. But these friends got it and didn’t mind stopping – in fact, they encouraged it. And, even better: they suggested some places to go that they thought I’d like.

This was one of their suggestions, and it was a treasure of visuals. Like this room, that used to be even more yellow than the way I saw it.

Check back for more shots from the Day of Driving and Photographing.

Lubbock County, Texas
photographed 5.24.2014

The remains, in the day


As far as I know, no one has counted the number of abandoned farmhouses around here. But from what I know, it would be a huge number. Places like this one are all over the place, with now-dead trees clawing at the stucco, with windows gone, with roofs collapsing in, with complete ruin just a matter of time.

The ones that have a fence around them or a No Trespassing sign I tend to skip: I’m a dedicated photographer and all, but I am not that dedicated.

This place was right by the dirt road that heads east out of Pep, and there was no fence, so I stomped through the scratchy remains of last summer’s weeds and had a look. The remains of the house were pretty sad – some ragged curtains that’ve been sawed down from constant blowing against broken glass, a kitchen counter that was saggy from water damage (it must be very old water damage: it hasn’t rained in ages), and the usual random piles of crap (literally and figuratively) that these kinds of places tend to have. As you can tell from the slits of light against the interior walls, the roof has holes. A roof with holes is a roof that’s not going to last. And once the roof goes….

Pep, Texas
photographed 2.16.2014

October 7

Abandoned farmhouse: one more of many.

South of Tahoka, Texas

photographed 5.20.2011

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