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All alone on Soledad Street
A store-front mission on Soledad Street in downtown San Antonio, Texas. The door was locked, and there weren’t any signs to indicate days or hours it might be open, or even the name of the place. All of which seems somehow fitting, given its location on a street whose name means “solitary.”
Soledad Street
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 5.19.2016
Laundry Day
I know this doesn’t even sound like me at all, but I was really trying to get a shot of the man pushing this laundry cart along the street. That didn’t work out very well – neither he nor the smattering of pedestrians were cooperative – so I ended up going with what I know: a shot where the people are implied.
East Houston Street
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 5.18.2016
Self-portrait: a rare image
I am diligent about not posting photos of myself. This isn’t that kind of blog. Yet, somehow, there I am.
East Travis Street
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 5.19.2016
Something better may come along
I have a thing for photographing interiors of abandoned buildings. You probably noticed that by now. I found this place one evening in San Antonio, and the low sun gave me some good light bouncing around the remnants of a now-closed business.
But anyway, if you were planning a trip around a meal at Murphy’s Deli, you might want to reconsider.
East Houston Street
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 5.19.2016
Vines and a sign
There was a gap in the flow of tourists that was just long enough for me to get this shot of a sign, with its nice wavy lines at the bottom, and the formerly ivy-clad wall behind it.
The River Walk
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 5.20.2016
