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sunbleached
When I made this photo, it seemed like a huge mistake. It was the first photo of the day (and the first one, now that I think about it, in two weeks). My camera settings were – to use a technical term – completely fucked up; the photo was way the hell over-exposed. I’d made a little drive out to the place specifically for a different shot I’d had my eye on for a while, so this felt like the one I took before I took the one I wanted.
But then, when I looked at it again, I rather enjoyed the overexposed look, the way the sun baked that sign until it started falling apart, and seared everything else until the colors were drained.
Wolfforth, Texas
photographed 12.31.2025
dome (reflection)
The Paseo del Norte Hotel has the best bar I’ve ever seen: there’s a 45′ diameter glass dome in the ceiling, which from a certain angle you can see reflected in a piano.
There’s no reason to take my word for it: go on over to El Paso and see for yourself!
El Paso, Texas
photographed 12.14.2025
discomforting
For some reason, I have the idea that these fishnets would be particularly uncomfortable in the, uh, southern region. It’d only cost a buck and a half to find out, but I think I’ll save some money and just go with my initial assumption.
El Paso, Texas
photographed 12.14.2025
dial tone
Just next to this pay phone there was a sign that said BEWARE OF DOG. The sign was wired to a chain-link fence that had sheet metal panels part of the way up. There was also a dog who was not the least bit happy to see me: he barked and snarled and hurled himself into the sheet metal with such force that I thought for a minute he was going to break right through them. He didn’t do that, but he was able to look over the top of them glare/snarl at me.
Anyway, if I’d gotten in trouble* the pay phone would not have helped me one bit: there was no dial tone, possibly because the dog had gnawed through the cable as part of his dental hygiene process for keeping his teeth nice and sharp.
Fabens, Texas
photographed 12.16.2025
*When I see dogs that I don’t know, I will always assume their Short Range Plan(s) include eating one or more of my legs for a snack. Not that I’m overly dramatic or anything…
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