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not my type(writer)
The photographer that I was in 2018 thought this was a terrible image. However, the photographer I am right now was very excited to see it because it reminded me of a x-ray.
And so, kids, that’s why I almost never delete an image.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 10.27.2018
franky
There is something heartbreaking and endearing about homemade cemetery markers, and I have never seen a fancy granite (or whatever) carved stone that I liked even a little bit.
And I am sorry for the loss that Franky’s family experienced.
unnamed cemetery
Cedar Crest, New Mexico
photographed 7.1.2016
italy (only actually havana)
Havana. I saw the Italy-hat guy in Havana. You’ll just have to trust me on this.
Havana, Cuba
photographed 11.7.2022
do not go gently
I was looking back through the images I made a few years ago on a photo trip to Havana and found some that didn’t catch my attention at the time.
Like this one, which I made on the first night in the country, of a vintage car driving in front of the Hotel Inglaterra. As we explored the neighborhood around the Parque Central, rolling blackouts rolled around. It was a little surreal, the way the buildings would be flooded with light one minute and then gone when the lights went black. It was a regular thing, day and night, and I never got used to it.
Havana, Cuba
photographed 11.5.2022
hands off, 7
“In New York, demonstrators gathered in Bryant Park, holding signs reading ‘Unplug Elon’ and ‘I can read this because there used to be a Department of Education’.”
as reported by aljazeera.com, 4.5.2025
Hands OFF protest
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 4.5.2025
One Day | One Image 