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Silly String, the battle
At this point, everyone in our whole family has had a COVID-influenced birthday. It started with mine in March, went through two June and and one July birthday, and ended with a pair of January birthdays.
I have to say that we’ve made these crazy birthdays fun and unforgettable to the very best of our abilities. On this day, when my granddaughter Bennett turned seven, we ate pizza outside, sitting in circles that my son spray-painted on the grass. And then, after pizza, some (socially-distanced) fun with Silly String.
But we are lucky: we’ve been mostly healthy. We have friends and family. We all have the same jobs we had at the beginning*. We have Silly String. And we all fully realize that puts us in a category that not everyone gets to be in.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 1.21.2021
*Except the Patient Spouse, who retired in December.
Silly String, in the wind
Here’s a recipe:
1. Take one teenager.
2. Add a can of Silly String.
3. Mix in a little wind (or, if you are here in Lubbock, just use the ambient wind).
4. Using a slightly slower shutter speed, take a photo.
Result: nice waves of Silly String, that never hit their intended target.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 1.21.2021
Slice
I happened upon this metal-building cemetery chapel at just the right time of day.* The sun was slicing across the windows on the south side, reaching toward the ones on the east. For a metal building, it wasn’t all that bad.
Idalou, Texas
photographed 1.17.2021
* I could tell you that I carefully plotted my visit to get the sun angle. But you know I’d be lying, so why even take the effort, when I can just be upfront about it all. As my friend Andy always says, “…and it has the added benefit of being the truth.”
Metal Building/Chapel
Don’t worry: I know this is in color. It had to be, even though is is a bit of a departure from my usual b+w work.
I’m trying to push myself artistically this year, in various ways. And one of those ways is to spend a little more time on color images. We’ll see how that goes, won’t we?
Idalou, Texas
photographed 1.17.2021




