I remember walking on the sidewalk of my own little-town-in-the-middle-of-nowhere. A tourist was complaining about how the one "decent" restaurant was closed on Sundays. "What? Why? What a terrible place, who would live here," etc. I'd love to say that I stopped and directed her to another restaurant and gave her a tour of my really cool artsy town where I know everyone and where there's lots to do.
I didn't. I just kept walking and thought, "With that attitude, you don't need to stick around anyway."
So- for those of you who love Marfa and know I missed a cool place, I am sorry. I wish I had met you there and had a tour of your home town. But I didn't.
I went back to Alpine, Texas to the Maverick Inn where I had booked a room. I read how people hated that place, too- not the town but the inn. Well, a busy railroad does run through the middle of Alpine.... but they have earplugs in the rooms. And trains don't bother me. The inn management was very gracious and generous with me- full kitchen and a big space. So I cooked, wrote and wondered if it would be worth the effort to figure out the tv. Nope.
The next morning, the sun turned the sky that fabulous, just before sunrise light of pinks with promises of gold. I raced down the road toward the light (turns out there was a wonderful view ... the other way, up on a hill overlooking the desert and the distant mountains.) It didn't matter- I had left the memory card for the camera in the room. But later I did take some more pictures and there's some lessons here- for photography, for perspective, for finding beauty anywhere. Probably it was in Marfa, Texas, if only I had looked harder.
Pink with promise of gold.... |
The promised gold. And the end of my camera memory. |
The lesson?
Don't sweat the small stuff.
The sun will rise tomorrow, and if it doesn't?
- a whole new adventure awaits.
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Light on railroad tracks |
The big picture. |
And a train on the tracks. |
Up close and personal with a train. |
What happened to the light? |
The lesson?
If you hang around, if you just show up- stuff happens.
Trains come and get closer and closer.
Cool light makes everything look better- even railroad tracks.
Step back and look at the big picture.
And if the light isn't fabulous, mess with your photos.
Find beauty or make beauty.
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The lesson?
Light is life.
It makes cool silhouettes,
it makes bare branches stand out like a burning bush.
And sometimes getting closer,
in photography and in life,
gives you a whole new perspective.
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A grim scene, a sad church. With a dumpster. |
And broken windows. |
But there is the light. Transforming light. |
Golden windows. Texture. Story. |
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