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ELECTRIC TANGLE

10/19/2020

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Out here the houses are close together and have great character. The lack of front yards either leads to sparseness or it results in an over zealous attempt to plant as much as possible in a tiny amount of dirt. I used to do the same when I lived in San Francisco years ago. 

A twenty something me excitedly planted flowers inside a square of concrete. I had planted them a few times before. Each time the small space got filled with trash and dog poop. My love of flowers kept me optimistic and I continued trying. My upstairs neighbor, who was fond of having parties and throwing cigarette butts on my backyard flowers, accused me of being a martyr. I resented his bitter critique and scowled as he walked past me on the sidewalk. The raccoons fought me on the other flowers I planted in the shade between houses. It was the beginnings of what would become a greenish and stubborn thumb. 

Now, on my walk, I notice several dilapidated old vehicles with an abundance of character. I imagine them new, tanned youngsters behind the wheel, following the sun that ends where the fog begins. Today they are held together with tape and rope, and dreams of what once was. They hold story upon story of where their wheels went and of the days they sat still. I admire their sun soaked and salted patina. 

Moving past memory and present day pondering, I cherish the blue sky. I seek and find a state of calm. When the shadows become too long, I seek the brightness that created them. My camera documents while I do this delicate dance. Time circles around itself and feet are firmly planted, except when they are not. Squint, click and step. 
Plastic Owl
fence with beach arrow
cleaning truck
dont worry be happy sign in window
Dog sign
stairs and fencing
No Dumping sign
party hat on sidewalk
Yellow Van
rusty bike
street wiring
broken surfboard
ropes in front of fence
old blue truck
Pick up your butts sign
pink dry flowers
Old truck with sign
flowers growing  onto car
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Ju Fo
1/5/2021 09:02:11 am

Omg T - this is one of my favorite posts. These images are each so striking and full of life and stories. Do you ever think about writing short fiction to go with them? Your eye - and way of making/ showing us connections within the frame (yellow and yellow) and in combination (dog poop silhouette with “no dumping” LOL) - are so excellent.

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