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The Goal

I’ve been through Fort Sumner, New Mexico, hundreds of times. And never once left the main route through town. So last spring, when I was returning home from a photography weekend with a friend, I did it: I drove down a couple of side streets.

I saw this. And stopped to photograph it.

And heard a very loud argument coming from a nearby house. Maybe you’ve heard this kind of argument – where you can’t quite make out the words, but the emotions are quite clear. Anyway, it seemed like maybe leaving right away was in my best interest, as I didn’t really feel like getting caught up in a gunfight* or anything.

But now I’m intrigued by what else might need photographed…

Fort Sumner, New Mexico
photographed 3.25.2018

*After all, I was in the town where Billy the Kid was killed.

The Offering Shoes

Faith: a small tableau.

El Santuario de Chimayó
Chimayó, New Mexico
photographed 5.27.2018

Faucet and a weed-choked trough

Another one of many things that have seen better days.

Marathon, Texas
photographed 7.14.2018


Yes, of course this was an accident.

near Marathon, Texas
photographed 7.14.2018

Whatever this was, it didn’t end well

A detail of some hulking ruins I encountered in Eureka Springs – I’m not sure what the owners intended, but I am sure it wasn’t this sad end.

Eureka Springs, Arkansas
photographed 10.6.2018

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