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Tree X
In the minutes after a rain storm, the split trunk of that tree is nicely reflected in the water.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.18.2020
Dairy Products
I am drawn to looking at the fringes of things, especially the edges of towns. There’s something about the seasonal fireworks stands, the sketchy convenience stores, the low-rent retail operations, and I wonder how further growth will impact these places. Sometimes they get swallowed up, if the city’s moving their direction. Or if it’s not, maybe they eventually shrivel away.
And then sometimes, things take a faster turn – like this road just a few miles from my house. For years, it was a farm-to-market road that everyone called “1585.” Then parts of it were annexed by the city and it became, officially, 130th Street (although most people still called it by its old name). And now part of it is in the path of a new loop road around town, Loop 88, and demolition has already begun on the businesses that lined 1585 for all these years. It is a landscape that changes every time I go by.
My mind wanders all over the place on a good day, and now that I’m working from home and am without the daily dose of hilarious comments from co-workers, I’m left thinking things like, “How soon will we start to call our beloved 1585 just plain old 88?”
Lubbock County, Texas
photographed 3.17.2020
Overflow
After a few days of heavy rain, the ditches had overflowed, making dirt roads a series of messy puddles.
No word on whether that toilet had overflowed or not.
Lubbock County, Texas
photographed 3.17.2020
Red
Surely you didn’t expect me to just sit there, waiting for the green light, when I had a camera right there in the seat next to me?
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.15.2020
Bearing this beauty
There are notecards taped to the door in my studio. The pink ones have project titles on them, and the green ones beside them have ideas, things I’ve already photographed, places I need to visit, or whatever seems relevant to the project. Process matters, I guess, and this is my process.
One of the oldest pink cards has the phrase “bearing this beauty” written on it. (Also: I always write with a Sharpie. More process). That’s a phrase I heard somewhere and decided was a good descriptor for a project photographing (reading from the green cards) dumpsters, car washes, laundromats, and parking garages – things that are generally not associated with beauty. I’ve already photographed a lot of these things, and somehow the time seemed right to unveil the title. Of course, these dumpsters are joined by an electrical box, a pile of chairs, and that yellow thing. More beauty, if you want to think of it that way.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.15.2020
