No Tresspassing
Saturday March 4th 2023 Composition #8 Just about every day, I drive by this decrepit, falling-down roadside produce stand, and I think about taking photographs of the stand someday, documenting the passage of time and neglect. I am fascinated by the way things are cast aside after they are deemed unusable, broken, and forgotten. And they lay, sometimes for centuries, decomposing, deteriorating, only to become part of the landscape. Composition #9 I was returning to my car after about 15 or 20 minutes of exploring the site and making images when a dirty black pickup truck rolled close to where I was standing. I was just about to get back into my car, and he said, "Hey, This is private property and there is no trespassing." I walk to his truck thinking I'll explain what I was doing and no big deal. Or so I thought. The youngish man rolled down his window and asked what I was doing on his property, and I mentioned I was taking photographs, and that I was just leaving. ...