In the last 24 hours...
"Bus stop weed"
March 29, 2004, Speedway Avenue
Detail:
Also, I thought the Viewpoint I wrote for Monday's Texan was worth pointing out.
Nice day, yesterday.
UPDATE: A picture that I thought had not come out so well benefited tremendously from a second effort. I thought it apt to include it here, since I took it on the way to the bus stop.
Then I figured, what the hell, I'll go all the way, and I opened up the other pictures of note from today, which I took on the way back from the Texan tonight. Really, this was just my obssesive compulsion to fuck around with my pictures in Photoshop until it is entirely too late to read Woolf's The Waves.
If you remember a while back, I said I'd like to utilize this one particular telephone pole in as many creative compositions as possible. I thought the city of Austin had ruined all that by beginning a rather large construction project almost directly beneath it a couple months ago. But tonight, I found myself wandering through the site, so I thought I'd give it another shot. That didn't come out so well, so I looked instead to the construction itself.
Then, for good measure, with one picture left on the memory card, the requisite self-portrait.
Today really was nice, and so was the night.
"Bus stop weed"
March 29, 2004, Speedway Avenue
Detail:
Also, I thought the Viewpoint I wrote for Monday's Texan was worth pointing out.
Nice day, yesterday.
UPDATE: A picture that I thought had not come out so well benefited tremendously from a second effort. I thought it apt to include it here, since I took it on the way to the bus stop.
Then I figured, what the hell, I'll go all the way, and I opened up the other pictures of note from today, which I took on the way back from the Texan tonight. Really, this was just my obssesive compulsion to fuck around with my pictures in Photoshop until it is entirely too late to read Woolf's The Waves.
If you remember a while back, I said I'd like to utilize this one particular telephone pole in as many creative compositions as possible. I thought the city of Austin had ruined all that by beginning a rather large construction project almost directly beneath it a couple months ago. But tonight, I found myself wandering through the site, so I thought I'd give it another shot. That didn't come out so well, so I looked instead to the construction itself.
Then, for good measure, with one picture left on the memory card, the requisite self-portrait.
Today really was nice, and so was the night.

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