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We buy
What remains behind when a business closes down interests me. Almost never do I encounter an empty, but clean, building. Variations on this scene are common.
So, this place. I guess they bought grain and feed. Purina was involved. What happened next? I don’t know. But whatever it was, it’s been a while since it happened.
Sudan, Texas
photographed 5.25.2013
Watchful
There I am walking along a long block between grain elevators and the railroad tracks, when I start to have an odd feeling. Like someone’s looking at me. I shake it off, thinking I am just letting the large numbers of pigeons get to me (I don’t like pigeons; there’s something about their cooing that really bothers me). But still, I feel it – someone is watching me.
I have no idea where that was coming from….
Clovis, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2013
Mostly sky
There’s no need to add any deep theological meaning to the large amount of sky above the Living Word sign.
I mean, if you want to, I certainly won’t stop you. My point was that I didn’t do that when I took the shot; I just liked the way it looked.
at the corner of Pile Street and East Grand Avenue
Clovis, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2013
Hope U slept well
Damn.
Finding something this good in an alley just about made me hyperventilate.
It’s a lovely – though oddly located – sentiment. And the lettering is nicely done.
the first alley to the east of Main Street
Clovis, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2013
Illuminance: photographic works
The Buddy Holly Center has an annual juried show, Illuminance: photographic works. This year’s theme was “experiencing place”; part of the call for entries said “Can you create an image that is emotional, atmospheric, that conveys your feelings about this special place?”
My photograph from Los Angeles, titled “Not One of Them Real” was accepted into the show, which will run from June 25 through August 10.
Anyway, if you’re in Lubbock, stop by and take a look.
Oh, and without getting too sappy or anything, thanks to all of you for following this blog, and for taking time to click “like” or to post comments. It matters.
