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fever dream, 1
Way back in time, during the COVID era, a photography studio in a neighboring town went out of business. They sold the props, the backdrops, the shelves. And boxes and boxes of negatives.
I bought some of the negatives with the idea that I’d do something with them someday.
Someday turns out to be: right now.
My imagination runs wild when I start manipulating these negatives, and I hope you’ll let yours do the same.
scanned and manipulated found negative
Lubbock, Texas
4.25.2025
(un)intentional camera movement
This was the day I wore a purple ballcap. It was also the day I was fiddling with my camera because I was getting bored with being a passenger. And ( ! ) it was the VERY SAME DAY that I accidently took this photo, which I don’t even hate.
somewhere around Plainview, Texas
photographed 4.18.2025
silence carries
The back side of a disused grain elevator, with a long lens. The distance and the wind combined to make the sounds of all the pigeons impossible to hear, which is an uncommon auditory experience around these old places.
Plainview, Texas
photographed 4.18.2025
going up against chaos
Just before the railroad overpass, there’s an L-shaped building that’s painted bright green. You can’t miss it.
It used to be a restaurant, and fading lettering on the outside of the building lists some of the options – tortas, tacos, burritos, tripas*, lengua**, and so forth. The short side of the L, toward the back of the lot, has a missing window. If you look in, you can see a mysterious pile of unbroken piñatas. And a framed picture of a giraffe with a price tag that says $39.99. That’s a pretty good price for art and a shrewd bargainer could probably get a piñatas or two thrown in.
Plainview, Texas
photographed 4.18.2025
*tripe
**tongue
