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I am led to believe that “normal” people would just drive right by this place and not even stop.
I’m glad I do not qualify as “normal.”
(But to be fair, normal people make a three hour trip in, you know, three hours. If you know what I mean.)
Roby, Texas
photographed 8.19.2023
museum, back room
I mean, sure – the museum did have some very good exhibits the other day.
But it also had a door that was left open and a photographer who will always try to see the behind-the-scene scenes.
Center for Contemporary Arts
Abilene, Texas
photographed 8.19.2023
line dry
I came home the other night and the evening light was right there on those clothespins. I hurried inside to get the camera…
Also, if I’m being honest, I’d never paid the tiniest bit of attention to that clothesline before. I have a tattoo on my wrist that says, “Take time to see.” yet I failed (repeatedly) to take my own damn advice. Seriously. This is embarrassing.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 8.18.2023
a spiral of ivy
It was hot that day. And for days and days before. And for days and days after. But that ivy was tenacious and continued to spiral its way up the metal grates.
I am not tenacious. So I got back in the car, cranked down the AC, and continued on my way.
Lometa, Texas
photographed 7.22.2023
fisherman
I was dreaming of Sicily the other day when I was editing images. I mean, I’ve dreamt of Sicily every day since I got back, so that’s not really anything new. Anyway, that led me to prowl around my photos, both for nostalgic reasons and also to mine them for editing.
This portrait of a man fishing along the harbor in Palermo had been waiting on me to notice it; I appreciate its patience.
Palermo, Sicily
photographed 8.30.2022
