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I guess these signs clear things up pretty well: employees are supposed to park here. Except they aren’t.
I’m a little dizzy…
Abilene, Texas
photographed 8.5.2017
Taking the low road
The glass in the door of this place was gone and someone had nailed up a piece of wood over the hole. Well, nearly over the hole: there was a bit of a gap at the bottom. A camera-sized gap. If you know what I’m getting at here.
(I thought the photo was going to be about those left-over cars, but now I am starting to think it’s really about that metal ceiling, hanging in tatters.)
Main Street
Lawn, Texas
photographed 8.56.2017
Overhang
One more shot from this magnificent place – the canyon and lake are below, the city of Lubbock is in the distance, and rain will shortly wash all of it.
Robert Bruno Steel House
Ransom Canyon, Texas
photographed 7.23.2017
Into the nose of the storm
I went inside this place once. A man (whom I now believe was Robert Bruno himself) was sitting in the shade eating a sandwich. He invited us in to look around.
The part of the house on the right of the image hangs above the rim of a small canyon, with a lake below. We were there before glass had been installed, so the room was filled with updrafts off the water below and it felt like we were flying.
It was the first time I understood the place.
Robert Bruno Steel House
Ransom Canyon, Texas
photographed 7.23.2017
And, no, I did not have a conversation with the man. This was a couple of decades ago, before I’d become un-shy. It is a significant missed opportunity.
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