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my first street photography

I was recently reminded (when I was looking a box of random stuff) that my street-photography efforts started much earlier than what I remembered. If you’d asked me prior to this discovery, I would have said 2022 or so marked the beginning.

But here’s proof that I actually did a bit of street photography in the summer of 1967, while on a family trip to Mexico.

Also, check out the guitars for sale in the background…

family photo, scanned
Toluca, Mexico
photographed summer 1967

toilet training department

Apparently I happened to walk by the cleaning supplies (which included kids’ potty chairs) portion of the street-side market.

Palermo, Sicily
photographed 9.1.2022

hotel, via roma

A reasonably typical summer evening, only I was in Palermo instead of Texas.
(Evenings can last a long time: a cafe near our b+b stayed open until 4:00 am on the weekends. If you timed it right, you could grab dinner about 2:30 and then head out to photograph the dawn.)

Palermo, Sicily
photographed 8.31.2022

“…the quintessential cowboy”

I looked up Clifford Jackson Taylor after I made the photo but before I wrote this post, and here’s what I learned.

He went by Jackson and was a cowboy, working on ranches across the United States and in Australia. He was a member of the Western Ranch Cowboys Association and was professional bronc rider; he appeared in two seasons of the reality show “Ultimate Cowboy Showdown.” In 2023, he was competing in the WRCA-sanctioned Estancia Valley Ranch Rodeo in Moriarty, New Mexico, fell during a bronc ride and later died, according to a report from the Floyd County Hesperian-Beacon. He was 33 years old.

His grave is here, in a tiny country cemetery that’s down a dirt road.

Grey Mule Cemetery
Hall County, Texas

photographed 12.29.2024

there wasn’t even time to pack the applesauce

I’ve been a fair number of abandoned places and they generally have the same elements: busted furniture, caved in ceilings, dirt, junk. But this was the first place I’d ever seen fourteen jars of baby food that did not make the leave-or-take cut when the family cleared out. There were other signs of children having lived there (toys, a framed portrait of a little girl) but it was this applesauce that grabbed at my emotions.

Quitaque, Texas
photographed 12.29.2024