Well, you know. Sometimes you have to come at things in a different way. It isn’t easy. Take the firehose of negativity at 4:00 a.m.—where does this stuff come from? I sort of know by now, of course, and this week came across a chunk of solid proof. But that’s not where the effort lies.
There’s too much going on and moving much too fast. I’ve written this post at least six times. Each version was completely different and obsolete by dawn.
Some days my only exercise is a walk to the top of the driveway to smell the air and scan the horizon. Today, this Saturday morning, is different. I will change the spark plugs on the car, buy tequila and lotto tickets, and maybe visit the storage unit—a ritual push against the tourist traffic, that, [...]
The idiot in the shiny red Jeep from Texas had tons of room to pass on the long straight highway west of Clovis, but sat there tailgating a slow sedan in front. (“Oh, Lord…”) I waited five seconds, cursed, and stomped down on the gas. The 235-horsepower V-8 bellowed like a maddened beast, shooting us [...]
The latest version of Photoshop CC 2018 tempted me to play. Reminds me a bit of R. Crumb’s infinite cross-hatching style with the exception of the sky. This is actually a shot of the Rio Grande at the Taos Junction Bridge from late this afternoon, with the unpaved road to Carson curving up and to [...]
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