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My friends are very good at being location scouts for me, and frequently I get advice from them about places they think I should visit. For at least a year now one of them has been telling me that I needed to deviate from my usual Lubbock-to-Santa Fe route to check out this town.
I finally took her advice, and hit the jackpot, photographically speaking.
Yeso, New Mexico
photographed 3.14.2019
PS: If you go, though, the frontier “musem” noted on the side of the building appears to be closed.
Dennis Hopper was nearby
Our traveling companions were keen to find Dennis Hopper’s grave, which is not all that easily accomplished. But we stuck it out, and eventually located it.
In the meantime, there was this fantastic view of the mountains north of us.
Ranchos de Taos, New Mexico
photographed 3.16.2019
Blades
Of course I stopped beside the road to photograph a trainload of wind-turbine blades. You’d’ve done the same.
It was an astonishing sight.
near Clovis, New Mexico
photographed 3.14.2019
Half of the time we’re gone
If you want to see Fluvanna before it turns into a ghost town, you might want to hurry…
Fluvanna, Texas
photographed 10.20.2018
Josh, in the wind
I got my photographic start by making images of roadside crosses; I spent the better part of a decade stopping at almost every one that I saw. And then, one day, I was done. Just like that. (This is the last one I photographed from that time; the poem with it is almost a word-for-word account of what a woman who lived by the cross told me.)
Perhaps from habit, perhaps because the project’s not really finished yet, or from a combination of those two things, I still notice crosses and other memorials along the road. And sometimes, I do still pull over and make a few images. This one called to me, for reasons that I don’t understand. But of course I stopped. I had to.
Fluvana, Texas
photographed 10.20.2018
