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If you go to the Hass Moto Museum and ask the guy at the entrance if you can take photos inside, he’ll say, “Sure!” So that’s great.
And I am sort of convinced that it only seemed like the security guard was following me the whole time I was there. But I didn’t even care, because I was too busy getting myself lined up to photograph stuff like this.
Haas Moto Museum
Dallas, Texas
photographed 5.5.2024
old rugged
It looms above West Davis Street, in all its broken-plastic glory, calling to saints or sinners or anyone who will listen.
And, it also calls to photographers who may not so much as listen as make the image and then move on.
Dallas, Texas
photographed 5.5.2024
a place to wait for death
The first thing that caught my attention in this cemetery was that it was so green – a think carpet of green clover (or something) covered nearly everything. It was a sunny day and the green was almost too much for my eyes to handle.
The second thing I noticed was that folding chair against a tree and facing toward the headstones.
And then after that, I noticed that chair was chained and padlocked to the tree. It felt like a sad story.
Oak Cliff Cemetery
Dallas, Texas
photographed 5.4.2024
i believe dolls are inherently creepy
This is not the first time I’ve posted a photo of a doll (or dolls) in a window. And it’s also not the first time that I have wondered if the term “creepy doll” is redundant.
It’s just the most recent time it’s occurred to me.
Tulsa, Oklahoma
photographed 4.20.2024
does fashion need to be painful?
I sort of see the attraction to a jacket with spikes in the sleeves – it might help discourage people in the grocery store checkout line from standing too close. But since COVID and all, that’s not nearly the problem that I seem to remember.
Otherwise, I’m not sure I get it. Figuratively. Or, you know, literally.
Tulsa, Oklahoma
photographed 4.20.2024
One Day | One Image 