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Ector Theater Neon

Odessa, Texas

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Photography

Colorado City, Texas

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Business Section

Stanton, Texas

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f/8 and be there

F/8 is typically the most optimal aperture for everyday lenses.

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Guadalupe Pass

Guadalupe Mountains, Texas

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Happy Center

Happy, Texas

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Mercantile

The desire to ornament a small store in remote West Texas is different in my time. The roof ornamentation of the mercantile is an outward expression of something creative, and I like that.

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4th of July Rodeo

Canadian, Texas

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Upper Canadian

Landscapes along the Canadian River around Borger, Canadian, and Lake Meredith are scenic and overlooked, making the area one of the last hidden places to see Texas.

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Downtowns

Downtowns accommodate recreational photography. It’s light, shadows, and reflections of ourselves in glass entrances. It’s seeing someone we’re responsible for and committing to being kinder and more forgiving, knowing change requires small steps.

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FM 3503

Sand haulers and company trucks roar today, yet in a lost decade, young mechanics revved muscle cars on two lanes, interrupting calm nights before red taillights. It’s been forever since I’ve considered FM 3503.

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Happy

A dog barks, tin clanks, and wind whooshes across dormant branches.

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February Afternoon

Bare trees stretch up in bright light near dormant vegetation, in chilly air, in a park, near highway traffic, beside a path, and a chance to do something creative.

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New York Town

I caught the subway and went downtown. Helvetica lettering pointed the way. Passenger cars rocked, rattled, and clanked in the dark, and a platform musician sang Country Roads. People smiled on the boat to the Statue of Liberty, and Manhattan’s mountains rose above the harbor, where I later walked across the Brooklyn Bridge, picturing it as I would in a dry, dusty town.