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View of a spring shower
I never really even needed an umbrella until I moved to New Orleans. This fairly typical scene, though, illustrates the need for one…
New Orleans, Louisiana
photographed 4.22.2018
A shrine, of sorts
It was just an alley, after all. There wasn’t any real reason for it to feel different from any other alley I’ve ever walked down. But the progression of art and the rhythmic fences marking property boundaries gave it a bit of a formal feel. And the longer I stayed there, the more it began to feel special, like Important Things had just happened, and would happen again.
Or maybe paint fumes were getting to me…
along Fabrication Avenue
Dallas, Texas
photographed 4.14.2018
POSTED
Well, of course there was graffiti right next to the “no graffiti” sign. We would have been disappointed if there hadn’t been some.
along Fabrication Avenue
Dallas, Texas
photographed 4.14.2018
Beauty
If it’s this pretty, is it still graffiti?
along Fabrication Avenue
Dallas, Texas
photographed 4.14.2018
“These shoes have walked some strange streets.”
So, these shoes. These giant shoes that I found hanging on a stop sign on Fabrication Avenue in Dallas. Goodness.
You may recall how I sometimes link photos with seemingly-random lyrics (usually from Bruce Cockburn). The only surprise here is that the Cockburn lyrics that came to mind here could actually apply to these shoes: These shoes have walked some strange streets. (from “The Gift.”)
Also, later that very same day, guess who I saw in concert? Bruce Cockburn. Did he play “The Gift” that night? Yes, he did. I love it when stuff like this happens.
along Fabrication Avenue
Dallas, Texas
photographed 4.14.2018
PS: If you want to see these shoes in color, head over to my Instagram (I’m melgal) and scroll down a ways. You’ll probably easily spot the image…
