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Wilson and the empty restaurant
Wilson decides against lunch in this place, and heads up the street instead…
Seattle, Washington
photographed 8.6.2014
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Social hour
I can wait here, if you want to pour 2 ounces of wine (or anything, really) into a large-ish wine glass.
When you come back, we can laugh at the false promises in this ad.
But if you don’t want to conduct that experiment, we can go ahead and discuss why that man in the ad is holding two glasses of wine and why his torso seems to be extraordinarily long.
Seattle, Washington
photographed 8.4.2014
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The sea’s power is incomprehensible
Another shot from my visit with Ehpem, who showed me all the best places in Victoria.
I live on the plains. We don’t have many trees. And no oceans, of course. I really just can’t get my head around how much power the ocean has, that it can toss these logs around the way it does. I’d sort of like to see it happen. (From somewhere that’s warm and dry, of course.)
Victoria, British Columbia
photographed 8.2.2014
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A precarious situation
My friend Donna Catterick and I spent some time exploring this old ice house. We’d walked under those tanks a few times before she noticed how much they were leaning.
It was an interesting coincidence that we were through shooting at almost the very same time she pointed out the precarious situation…
Roswell, New Mexico
photographed 5.10.2014
A marked trail
From this angle, it’s a little hard to know if those rocks are going up the trail to meet the storm, or coming down in an effort to escape it.
Of course, there’s always the possibility that they are just rocks, doing what rocks do: biding their time until they’ve eroded away.*
near Abiquiu, New Mexico
photographed 7.2.2014
*I actually don’t know if that’s how it works. My college geology class was a long time ago.
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