wish part of the “jobs” discussion involved rebooting Roy Stryker…
Author: WmX
I stumbled off the track to success in 1968, started chasing shadows that summer. Since then, In addition to farm-laborer and newspaper photographer my occupational incarnations include dishwasher, janitor, retail photo clerk, plumber, HVAC repairman, auto mechanic, CAT scan technologist, computer worker and politico (whatever it takes to buy a camera.) I am on the road to understanding black and white photography.
Seligman, AZ
1. the state of being vacant; emptiness.
2. a vacant, empty, or unoccupied place, as untenanted lodgings or offices: This building still has no vacancies.
flying
chewing tobacco on airplane, the OOF fellow in background, spitting in a jar…
flying
corvid
flying
ballcap
AZ
summer reading
In the middle of a desert “somewhere south of nowhere,” to a forlorn house made of metal and clapboard, a secret war advisor has gone in search of space and time.–Wikipedia
Has Don ever written a user friendly novel?
empty chairs
conference room
day of rest
Woolen Mills Chapel, Charlottesville, VA
Irene
Lighter than air craft headed for calmer skies, bearing west. This was August 26, above the Mattaponi Bridge on Rt. 360, near Aylett, VA.
Friday was a sultry day, high humidity. I didn’t irrigate the trees, the weather forecast claims that won’t be necessary.
Irene’s rainy self arrived around dawn on Town Creek. At high tide (1000hrs), this boat which usually hangs four feet above the water was floating. Everything is getting power-washed. Steady winds from the northeast. Reminds me of Solaris and Water World. Hoping that Irene will stay good tempered.