Category: Power Lines
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After The Rain
When it rains around here, we often get some very pretty light as the clouds break and the sun peaks through the remaining clouds. Yes. The light is pretty. But, not as pretty as it is in — oh, say — New Mexico. But, that’s a whole other story. A better story is this one.…
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A Country Road
A little while back, I took a ride into the country outside of New Orleans. Depending on which way you drive, you can be in swamplands, gulf coast scenery or even what I tend to think of as just “The South.” “The South” is where I went. I traveled downriver towards Delacroix. Even though it’s…
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Church. Part Two.
I rarely post alternate versions of the same shoot. But, I had to. I think I like this one more that the first attempt, Since you know the story of the place, I’ll let that go. For now. Post production was done on my i-Pad using Snapseed from an original i-Phone image. New media. I…
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Not Even Sure
I’m not even sure what to call this picture. I suppose it’s mostly about color. I made it as part of my four-year old picture a day project. But, I made it as I was going from place to another. From my car windshield. Just as my traffic light turned green. Oh. Not to worry.…
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The Loneliest Road In America
They say that US Route 50 is the loneliest road in America. It’s true. I’ve never driven all of it, but I’ve driven it from California to Utah and it can be pretty bleak. One of these days I might drive the whole thing. I guess that’s another thing for my bucket list which has…
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How The West Was Really Won
I have this slight obses – sion with documenting man made objects against the huge expanse of nature. In this case, the man made objects are massive electrical powers and the lines that supply energy to Albuquerque, New Mexico. When you get close to them, you wonder about their size and how they seem to dominate…
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Outside The Wat
When you first arrive in the parking lot of the Thai wat, one of the first things you notice aside from the oddly shaped building, is a golden Buddha statue. This is but a small detail of it. It is Buddha’s hand holding a ball which is a symbol for infinity and connectedness. To me,…