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Portrait (of a portrait)
I went over the Tucumcari the other day, the way you do if you’re a black and white photographer and like old stuff*. And while this portrait-of-a-portrait-that’s-really-a-mural doesn’t technically fall into the category of “old stuff,” I photographed it anyway. I am bold like that.
Tucumcari, New Mexico
photographed 6.5.2021
*And also if you’ve got a photographer friend who likes the same stuff and Tucumcari is about in the middle.
Fly Scoot
I saw this at the dead-airplane place in New Mexico. I’d never heard of Scoot airlines before and it hardly sounded real, but it turns out to be an actual thing. Its website says it’s an “airline for the young, the young-at-heart, and the value-seeking.” They are based in Singapore and serve Australia, China, and India. And yet: I saw this plane in the middle of New Mexico…
Roswell, New Mexico
photographed 5.22.2021
narrow path forward
There’s not a single thing here that says “welcome”…yet I stopped anyway. I had to.
(I mean that literally – we’d spotted this place a month earlier, on the way back home from a weekend trip with some friends but we drove right on by. But I didn’t forget it. I couldn’t forget it. So I did what I had to do.)
Chaves County, New Mexico
photographed 5.23.2021
backstop
This is saddest baseball field that I’ve ever seen.
Tatum, New Mexico
photographed 6.27.2021
time folding over on itself
The place was just falling apart. Literally – pieces of the roof and ceiling were drifted across the floor, where the remaining roof joists cast even-spaced shadows. And outside of what used to be a window: a covered wagon. It felt like time folded over onto itself so far that it nearly touched…
Tucumcari, New Mexico
photographed 6.5.2021
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