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makeshift
You can tell it’s cattle country when you go in a church and see a stock tank that’s been repurposed to serve as a altar. (A question: do you think the pastor takes Jesus and stuff off the altar, turns it over, and fills it with water so it can be used for baptisms? Or for thirsty church-cows?)
Nara Visa, New Mexico
photographed 8.31.2025
yacht club
Yes, of course there is a yacht club in New Mexico, a notoriously land-locked and arid place. It’s right there next to the World’s largest flip-flop, because where else would it be?
San Jon, New Mexico
photographed 8.31.2025
but treasures slowly fade
I have a thing for houses that have fallen so far down that I can see all the way through them. I’m not sure why, don’t know where this came from, but you can count on me to give a careful side-eye to every ramshackle house I go by just in case it’s got The View.
And in a shadow of a dead branch, and really, there’s not much else I could even hope for.
Bellview, New Mexico
photographed 8.31.2025
gate-implied fence
I can’t really decide if the presence of the gate implies a fence or if it’s the other way around. Or if it even matters.
But besides that philosophical situation, here’s a photo that captures the entirety of the town of Inez, New Mexico.
Inez, New Mexico
photographed 8.17.2025
fire/investigation
A house had burnt down. The only part still completely standing was the chimney, which was how I noticed the place initially. There was a fence but the gate was open, which I took as an invitation to pull off the road and have a look around.
On the south side of the house, away from the road, was a debris field. I saw an oven, a ladle, about a million nails, chunks of melted glass, ashes, bundles of burnt wire, and two cans of paint. There were photographs waiting to made everywhere I looked, and I did what I could to get them all.
near Milnesand, New Mexico
photographed 8.17.2025
One Day | One Image 