I made a needed trip to Texas about a month ago, and had some needed time with some of my besties in the whole world: George, Melinda, Liz and Keira. But photographically, I’m currently in the creative wilderness, and the trip gave me an opportunity to make an image that expresses that sense of wandering.
I went to Texas recently with my good friend and former assistant Liz McCue to see several other dear friends, including two accomplished photographers, Melinda Green Harvey and George Nobechi Bumstead. On the way there, we drove through myriad small towns, but in one, took a wrong turn. As we looked for a spot to turn around, both Liz and I exclaimed at the same moment, “Did you see those chairs?!?!”
It was a chilly day in December (for Texas, that is; Nebraskans would be in shorts and tank tops at 55 degrees), and a misty pall hung over the red dirt of the northern Texas panhandle. I like back roads, and on a whim, added a few hours to my homeward journey to look for subtle images that made my eye move and my mind ponder.
Another element of photography that draws me back again and again is the notion of a visual statement of culture; something that when placed within the careful composition elevates the image from an essay on Moholy-Nagy’s influence to something even more. It becomes a place, something tangible, something terrestrial. It gains life while reflecting it.