After yesterday’s lame opinion piece, I think it’s safe to say that nobody should visit here in search of editorial insights on the events of the day. Sooo… I’ll get back to basics and keep my editorial opinions to myself. In my defense, I can report that no animals were harmed in the production of...
Apologies to David Letterman for stealing his line… but I don’t know. I’m not always the best person to judge my own work. Way back when, for almost ten years, I drove past this now closed yellow gas station twice a day to and from work and never gave it a second thought. It has...
Sometimes, I have to trespass just a little to get a shot. This horse was in a field adjacent to a barn I was shooting yesterday. As it turned out, I like the pic of the horse better than the pics of the barn. I would have asked for permission had there been anyone around,...
This long closed Mexican restaurant looks like it has gone to seed. I spent countless hours here when it was known as El Sombrero. I think I can still smell the chips and salsa and the fajitas. It was a narrow space, tacked onto the end of a factory. The proprietors were unsurpassed in their...
I was just getting started trying to get a decent composition of these kids hanging out in downtown Hickory’s only parking deck last night when a police officer appeared on the scene and my subjects scattered like dust in the wind.
The black sand beaches near Forks, Washington are unusual and beautiful. Yeah, that Forks. Where the vampires roam. Spent two days there a couple years ago and didn’t see a single vampire. No werewolves either. Plenty of lumberjacks though. And the most expensive gasoline I had seen to that date. I guess the Twilight saga...
Where you wanna go… 204 to the left or 205 to the right? Are you even on the right path? If you want to get to the upper deck, this is one way in. If you are looking for an escape, this is one way out. It’s up to you.
Hot as it was, I really had a blast taking photos behind the Lexington Barbecue last weekend. You have no idea how good it smells back there. It was the view of the smokestacks that captured my interest as soon as I drove in the parking lot. I wonder how many years of barbecue residue...
