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vegetables in the home
Sunday mornings around the square are pretty quiet. I assumed that most of the townspeople were home making sure their gardens were well-kept, as directed by the sign on the planter.
(Note: none of the plants in that planter were vegetables. In case you were wondering.)
Carlinville, Illinois
photographed 7.3.2022
from a distance it looked fine: a metaphor
If you are driving through Carlinville, there’s a very good chance you’ll spot the 1860’s-era Macoupin County courthouse. It’s tall. It has a dome. It’s beautiful.
Or rather, it’s beautiful, as long as you don’t look at it closely. A close look reveals that things are worrisome over at the courthouse. The stone balusters are breaking apart, falling to pieces. There’s one place where the stairs have collapsed. Other places, pieces of the stone have just let go of the building. The longer you look, the more damage you see and the worse shape you understand the building is in.
It seemed like a metaphor for, well, a lot of things.
Carlinville, Illinois
photographed 7.2.2022
Irv’s grand gesture
This guy? It’s legendary Chicago gossip-columnist Irv Kupcinet, gesturing across the river to the former location of the Chicago Sun-Times, where he worked for more than 50 years. The statute (Preston Jackson was the scupltor) was installed in 2006, on what would have been Irv’s 94th birthday.
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 6.27.2022
the importance of hydration
If you were here yesterday, you saw my great confession about how I’ve totally pissed away a lot of photography years by refusing to photograph people.
And I am still sticking with that assessment.
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 6.30.2022
the photographers
This is the story of one thing I got right and another thing that I got wrong.
Almost from the beginning of thinking of myself as a photographer, I was steadfast in my refusal to photograph people. I just…didn’t. What I pretended was an Important Artist Decision™ was mostly just me being an idiot, being too afraid to try, being afraid someone might notice me or challenge me or yell at me or whatever. That’s the part I got very, very wrong.
The part I got right was that I needed to be in places that were more populated, where there were lots of people out on the streets doing their things. Lubbock is not exactly a pedestrian-friendly place, so on top of not being a huge city, no one is really outside and it’s hard to find subjects and harder to blend in, to be patient about waiting for something photo-worthy to happen.
So, earlier in the summer when I was in Chicago, I went for a photo walk with a street photographer that I’d met on Instagram, and he was kind enough to share his favorite locations with me. And then, later in the week, I ventured out on my own and discovered that street photography is, in fact, something that I can do.
Now I am trying not to think about how many good photos I’ve missed over the years because I was too afraid to push myself.
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 6.30.2022
One Day | One Image 