It’s a bit difficult to see how creative process comes together. Isabel and I went to torah study group last week, had lunch, and walked the acequia trail.
If I’d been alone, I wouldn’t have been photographing. I find that no person’s land soth of my house to be mysterious, a bit threatening, even after all these years.
It’s a profoundly in-between place, even with the Railyard development.
I don’t think this neighborhood will ever be anything other than slightly shabby and always charming.
My affection for it has been one of the great sustaining things in my life.
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