Hibiscus, Grand Island
Better late than never. On busy days, it’s hard to post.
An older image, this; I thought little of it when I made the image several years ago, and then, when I put it in a show, an elderly woman purchased it. Later, I received a note from her, saying, “I wanted you to know I’ve decorated my living room around your photograph. I love it.”
Such is the yoke a documentarian must bear, when the images most meaningful to the photographer take a back seat to other people’s admiration of flowers.
Wait Staff, The Wave Pizza Company, Grand Island
The Wave Pizza Company sits on Walnut Street, right next to an unlikely neighbor: The Farmer’s Daughter Cafe. Between The Wave and Farmer’s Daughter, the clientele couldn’t be more different; piercings and ‘tudes for the staff at The Wave, gingham and love for those at The Farmer’s Daughter. Both sit at the far southeast corner of the area for my PlainSky, Nebraskans project, which is personally limited to the area north of Interstate 80, and west of Highway 281. Though Grand Island is just slightly east of 281, it is an important tool for contrast, since it is urban, diverse and growing; in opposition, Harrison, at the far northwest corner, is rural, homogeneous, and dying.