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Really, Austin?
Sometimes, I just don’t know what to think. Every now and then, things in Texas just seem so….crass.
Here’s an example. Just the other day, my pal in Canada posted this beautiful, simple shot of a clothesline against a blue sky. Go look at it. I’ll wait….
Nice shot, right? Simple, almost Zen-like.
At approximately the same time, I saw this:
Subtlety: not our thing.
Sixth Street
Austin, Texas
photographed 5.11.2013
Thrift store and a cowboy poet
If you can figure out how to get there – with the Do Not Enter and the One Way and the No Left Turn – you might be able to find some bargains at the thrift store.
But, if that’s not your deal (or even if it is), I’d like to encourage you to visit my friend Paul Zarzkski’s place; scroll nearly to the end, until you find the poem called “Montana Second Hand,” a lovely poem that takes place at a St Vincent de Paul store.
Still have some time on your hands? Here’s Paul, reciting “Black upon Tan” at the National Cowboy Poetry Gathering.
It’s a long way from Ann Arbor to cowboy poets; thanks for indulging my journey.
Along Broadway Street
Ann Arbor, Michigan
photographed 4.20.2013
The Spontaneous Prose Store
I was wandering around, the way I do, taking pictures. I was on 6th Street when I heard the sound of…a typewriter. I can’t say for certain that was the first outdoor typewriter I’d heard, but it may have been.
And there, in front of the Driskill Hotel, I saw it: the Spontaneous Prose Store. The proprietor, Kaile H. Glick, was gracious about letting me take pictures while she wrote on a topic of my choice.
She typed on a label, with a piece of blue carbon paper behind so she can keep a record of her work.
Here’s what she wrote for me:
Be sure to stop by her blog. Oh, and look around – maybe you’ll see her in your town.
Austin, Texas
photographeyd 5.11.2013
Cubs fans in suits. And hats.
We rode the Red Line to take in a baseball game at Wrigley Field. And saw these three men in the station; their business suits and those goofy hats caught my attention and I played a round of the game I like to call “Well, I wouldn’t have worn THAT.”
Then we went to our seats at one of the Wrigley rooftops. And who shows up?
The same guys.
Wrigley Field
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 4.16.2013





