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Niño Tomás
A tiny hand-made concrete marker where niño Tomás lies. And behind him, someone else’s wood cross has fallen to the ground.
Alpine, Texas
photographed 3.26.2021
Their predictable fate
This was my third attempt to get this shot. The first time the clouds were badly exposed (guess whose fault that was?!) and I couldn’t get that adequately resolved Photoshop/Silver Efex. The second time I just wasn’t feeling it and the results that time were worse, and not better.
So, on this trip, we pulled off the road just so I could try again. Third time, charms, and all that.
As always, there is something that seems discouraging about the Famous Artists display at the cemetery.
Shafter, Texas
photographed 3.25.2021
No explanation is forthcoming
I do not have any idea – not even a flimsy theory – why a trailer-load of washing machines would be parked in front of a gutted building that was once (apparently) a flower shop. Your guess is as good as mine.
Presidio, Texas
photographed 3.25.2021
The end of Sears: shoes
Sears was nearly gone for good and not much merchandise was left over. But, somehow, even at 80% off these shoes hadn’t sold. A retail mystery, I suppose.
Sears (the last days)
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 1.3.2019
The end of Sears: clothes
Our local Sears store closed at the beginning of 2019; during the last few weeks it was open, I went there often to photograph the ever-diminishing inventory. At first, I made the Patient Spouse go with me to provide cover, in case the employees weren’t too keen on wandering photographers. What I learned from that was that if your job at Sears is disappearing in a matter of days, you really don’t care one bit if wandering photographers are on the premises. So, the Patient Spouse got to stay home while I wandered.
Sears (the last days)
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 12.26.2018
One Day | One Image 