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what the hell
Y’all. Y’ALL!!
I was making a series of photos of this plastic curtain waving in the breeze (at a place I assumed was abandoned because context clues) when a person (holy shit: a person!!) pulled back the curtain and looked at me.
No words. Not then, not now.
Littlefield, Texas
photographed 7.26.2024
tulle + stilts
If you’ve ever seen me walk, you know that I not generally all that graceful or coordinated. I would have benefitted from having gone to dance lessons as a kid. Probably.
So it was with great awe that I saw a person on stilts, walking on a brick street right in front of a moving vehicle. And while all that was going on, she was smiling and waving to the crowd.
Santa Fe Pride parade
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 6.29.2024
phantom
This dancer was popular with the crowd, who cheered them on during the performance.
Also: those tattoos! And that beard!
Santa Fe Pride
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 6.29.2024
flag day
Maybe you’re wondering if I am *still* showing Pride photos.
Yes. Yes, I am.
And there are still more on the way.
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 6.29.2024
the end of all
Two years ago, I attended Bruce Cockburn concert in this very room.
The very last song he played was the hauntingly beautiful instrumental piece ‘The End of All Rivers.” It was emotional: I was pretty sure it was the last time I would get to see him perform. I cried during the song.
And then, as the last notes faded away there was a tiny, crystal moment of silence in the room and I’m sure I wasn’t alone in reflecting on his music and how it’s touched my soul.
So when I went back into the room, empty now except for those memories, it was almost like that crystal silence was still there, waiting for me to return.
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 6.29.2024
