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Last year when my good friends from New England made their inaugural visit to West Texas, I decided that one of the things we had to do was to stop at the Big Texan Steak Ranch. Then I doubled down on that plan and we also spent the night next door at the Big Texan Motel. Both places were equally kitschy, which was of course the point of our visiting them.
Amarillo, Texas
photographed 8.4.2025
fountain cleaner
This guy had what looked like an endless task: he was scooping fall leaves out of the fountain. He was doing a good job and all, but it must have been a little disheartening when he stood up and stretched out his back and then saw how many more leaves were still on the trees.
Ross Fountain
Edinburgh, Scotland
photographed 11.3.2023
patriotic fence
I started my photographic life on a whim, really, without any real plans for what I was doing. I just went in and saw what I saw and photographed it if I felt like it.
This approach is slightly refined now but one thing that’s caught my attention from the very beginning is vernacular art. I love its lack of pretension, its (sometimes) lack of finesse, its way of reflecting an unknown person’s particular passions. Here’s the latest vernacular art I’ve spotted, a flag on a fence in a quiet neighborhood in a remote part of town.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 5.30.2025




