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color study, one
Because I am primarily a black and white photographer who tends toward pessimism, I always assume that the stuff inside an abandoned building is going to be brown (or otherwise monochromatic).
But then I see something like this.
Lamesa, Texas
photographed 3.5.2026
god’s mustache
I thought this photo was about the pew on the bottom left of the frame, the one that’s turned away from the front of the church. I had a title – “the unbelievers’ pew” – and everything.
But then, I was looking at those two round windows at the other end of the room, and how it looked like a face. A face with a mustache made from an altar cloth. And my whole idea about the photo changed.
Fort McKavett, Texas
photographed 4.12.2026
that was about the same time they stopped walling off their feelings
I always title my images, putting me strongly on THAT side of the ongoing debate.
Sometimes the titles are short and/descriptive. Other times they read like part of a novel. There’s no way I can explain the process or why certain titles land particular ways.
This image is called “that was about the same time they stopped walling off their feelings,” a phrase that came to me during the editing process. I’m not sure what, exactly, triggered that title: it’s not biographical. Or situational. Or confessional.
As far as I know…
Fort McKavett, Texas
photographed 4.12.2026
the BBQ was top level
Parts of Oklahoma have these things the locals call “hills” – a unusual term for people from the Plains, but apparently it means that the land “changes elevation” or is higher or lower than the land right beside it. Crazy concept, but I try to be a good visitor and not feel sorry for them or whatever.
Anyway, sometimes a “hill” will require a “retaining wall” (IDK why) and that might make your neighbor’s grill actually above your own head. Again, a crazy concept. But I saw it for myself so I know it happens.
Route 66
Tulsa, Oklahoma
photographed 7.25.2026
the people with eyes
Little towns are really proud when they can associate with someone famous. (Check out Wink, Texas, and Roy Orbison, for one example.)
Erick, Oklahoma, really hit the (musical) jackpot, with two residents who became famous enough to be on a mural right there along Route 66. No side-street art for THESE guys. No, sir.
Anyway, it’s Roger “King of the Road” Miller and Sheb “The Purple People Eater” Wooley. And I do not mind admitting that I am sort of obsessed with this mural, and don’t even mind that there are security lights sticking out of Mr. Miller’s forehead.
Route 66
Erick, Oklahoma
photographed 7.27.2026
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