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must be off
The cemetery had this sign posted at every entrance. And no matter how many times I saw it, I could not figure out what it was meaning to tell me. It seems pretty important, but I never could get it. Just to be safe, though, and because I’m a rules-follower I didn’t leave any flowers.*
Route 66
Kellyville, Oklahoma
photographed 7.24.2026
*I mean, I wasn’t there to leave flowers and in fact, didn’t have any with me.
oh, hello
I spent some time back on Route 66 last week, as it’s near the end of the five-year collaborative project I’ve been doing with Claudette Torneden.
Seeing this woman undressing the mannequin – and catching it in time to get the shot! – was the best thing all day. The second best thing was when that same woman, after noticing me and my camera, came outside and apologized for getting in the shot.
(I did not disclose that she actually WAS the reason for the photo.)
Route 66
El Reno, Oklahoma
photographed 7.26.2026
visitor parking
It is a rare thing for me to walk by a parking garage and not take a photo. I’m not sure why I find them endlessly fascinating – maybe its the various textures of the concrete, the reflected light, the unseen movement of vehicles. Or maybe it’s because I was raised by a civil engineer.
But whatever the reason, here’s yet another parking garage…
Dallas, Texas
photographed 4.10.2022
the exchange
In the handful of minutes that I observed this interaction (or exchange, if you will), I made up a whole narrative in my mind.
In case you were wondering.
Dallas, Texas
photographed 4.10.2022
ranch security
I’ll tell you one thing: I did not even THINK about trying to breach the fence-and-antler security system. Nope. Not even a little bit.
somewhere in Texas (maybe near Dougherty*)
photographed 12.26.2017
*”Dougherty” is of course pronounced in the lazy-ass Texan way as “Darty.” I once spoke with a gentleman there who told me the whole story about the time “the school blowed up.”
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