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god’s mustache

I thought this photo was about the pew on the bottom left of the frame, the one that’s turned away from the front of the church. I had a title – “the unbelievers’ pew” – and everything.

But then, I was looking at those two round windows at the other end of the room, and how it looked like a face. A face with a mustache made from an altar cloth. And my whole idea about the photo changed.

Fort McKavett, Texas
photographed 4.12.2026

that was about the same time they stopped walling off their feelings

I always title my images, putting me strongly on THAT side of the ongoing debate.

Sometimes the titles are short and/descriptive. Other times they read like part of a novel. There’s no way I can explain the process or why certain titles land particular ways.

This image is called “that was about the same time they stopped walling off their feelings,” a phrase that came to me during the editing process. I’m not sure what, exactly, triggered that title: it’s not biographical. Or situational. Or confessional.

As far as I know…

Fort McKavett, Texas
photographed 4.12.2026

the endurance of a hopeless love

Sometimes I like to read through my Dictionary of Symbols* to look for phrases that jump out at me. In fact, this is becoming a fairly regular part of my workflow, the last part of the process of editing a photo. I’ll look up the symbology of a particular element in the photo (in this case, I looked up the word “branch”) and see what series of words appeals to me and seems to add a mysterious narrative to the image.

And that’s how this image acquired the name “the endurance of a hopeless love.”

Fort McKavett State Historical Park
Fort McKavett, Texas
photographed 4.12.26

*And you thought my thesaurus addiction was at the goofiest thing about me!

stone/wall

Broken stone walls like this could be just about anywhere…

…and these are some I found in Texas the other day.

Fort McKavett State Historical Park
Fort McKavett, Texas
photographed 4.12.2026

escapement

My family find it hilarious that I have a collection of thesauri*. That just shows the narrow-minded way some people (“some” people) have. Imagine how funny it would be if they knew that I actually have a favorite thesaurus**.

But how in the hell else do you think I’d find a word like “escapement” if I wasn’t browsing around looking an actual (non-online) thesaurus for a better word for “flight” because I was thinking about that bird in the middle of the photo as well as the way the narrow ranch road stretches out on the right and a road is a way for non-winged animals to take flight.

And also, it reminds me “escarpment” which is also an excellent word.

Fort McKavett State Historical Park
Fort McKavett, Texas
photographed 4.12.2026

*That’s the funniest word I’ve typed in a long time.

*Thank you for asking. My favorite thesaurus is Roget’s 21st Century Thesaurus in Dictionary Form. Fun fact: I purchased a thesaurus in Cambridge the first time I went to England. It was my souvenir, which probably confirms a lot of things you already assumed about me.