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I can’t imagine a photographic world where I will not visit a cemetery, even though once at a class a self-absorbed Famous Photographer said we should “never” photograph them because there was “nothing new” to see. But part of growing as an artist is knowing what sorts of advice to ignore, so I grew greatly during that class and rejected not only that directive but many other things he pontificated about.

And so that’s how, a few years later, I found myself face-to-face with Jesus in northern New Mexico. I’m not sure what Jesus thought about it, but I was delighted.

Ranchos de Taos, New Mexico
photographed 3.16.2019

February 26

The back of the Baker Hotel is just as run down as the front.

It used to be a glorious place, famous far and wide for the healing waters, but those days are long gone. Or, as the song “Mineral Wells” says:

There’d be no healing return to the past;
the fountain of youth had dried up.
Tom Russell

Mineral Wells, Texas

photographed 8.15.2010