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Sometimes the light
Sometimes the light just hands you a gift.
The morning had been overcast, but just as we got to this building, the sun broke through and…this happened.
Marfa, Texas
photographed 8.31.2008
One day a few months, one of my photographer pals phoned me up and encouraged me to take a particular class at the Santa Fe Photographic Workshops; that’s where I am this week. Because of that, it will probably take me a while to respond to your comments. But I will get to them.
Motel
A detail of this sign..
The desert sun has faded the colors, which are now delicate versions of their (presumably) vibrant shades. My favorite part is how the brushstrokes of a long-ago painter have become visible again.
near Marfa, Texas
photographed 8.16.2013
The desolation of the genre
I never saw this place before it was ruins, so I don’t know what it used to be. Maybe a small motel? A roadhouse? A private residence?
Whatever it was, it’s got a lot of company. Just a little ways down the road is this abandoned motel , and back in the other direction is what’s left of the Hi-Way Cafe.
Roadside businesses seem to have fallen on hard times.
near Marfa, Texas
photographed 8.16.2013
Fence. Line(s). Again.
Stylistically (and functionally, too, probably) this fence is the opposite of this one, which I spotted in an alley (if you can imagine).
Of course I like the corrugated metal (who doesn’t like corrugated metal?), but for some reason that rock in the front of the fence is my favorite part of the scene. Maybe it’s casing the joint, planning on coming back later to bust some other rocks out from the other side of the fence.
(It could be just a rock, but that’s boring.)
Marfa, Texas
photographed 1.18.2014




