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The thing about going someplace like Santa Fe is that all the regular stuff has been photographed about a million times. (I’ve made those shots, too: it’s some kind of law or Photographer’s Code or something, I think.)
But after that’s out of the way, it’s time for peering down alleys. And walking around back.
And that’s how you find a short alley, blocked by a trash container, with a discarded Christmas tree in the far corner.
I like it a lot better than another photo of the Palace of the Governors.
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 12.24.1015
An early alley
It’s hard to believe it’s been almost four years since I took this photo.
I’d gone to Abilene, Texas, for the weekend to meet up with a friend. After she headed back home I stuck around town for a while and took some photographs. This was before I’d figured out the wealth of interesting things a photographer can see in downtown alleys, so I only took a few shots. Now, of course, I’d take a few dozen shots. Per block.
But maybe this is where I started figuring out about alleys….
Abilene, Texas
photographed 4.3.2010
Drop box
But of course: of course I wouldn’t take a trip to Clovis without looking in some alleys.
Check this out: the white “drop box” letters are practically gone, and someone decided that THIS time around the letters were going to stay. So, now they are painted right on the brick. And include a handy line, in case you are unclear of where, exactly, this drop box may be located.
Just down from here, this is what I saw: under the drive-up canopy at the Bank of Clovis, a older model Mercedes coupe, red, with the top down and the hood up. And an older gentleman, in dress pants, a starched shirt, and a necktie, carefully wiping the dipstick after he’d checked the oil in the car. As I walked by, he lowered the hood. Glad everything was OK, oil-wise, with the car.
the first alley west of Main Street
Clovis, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2013
Three arches
Another scene from an alley, this time in Austin.
I like the little window air conditioner. And I like the scraggly tree, trying to make a go of it, even though it’s not likely anyone tends to it. I like the metal door. I like the texture of the wood at the top of the building and how it contrasts with the brick.
But mostly I like the three arched openings and the way they’ve been bricked in.
Austin, Texas
photographed 12.21.12



