At least, what’s left of that famous river…
Two things built up my confidence for this week’s trip to Lafayette. First, was that I survived last week’s shoot without catching anything. Protections work. Second, my visit with doctor number 87 did not predict imminent death. Wasn’t too worried about that one, to begin with, but a win is still a win. So, feeling a little confident, I tossed a message at Cassandra to see if she’d be available to shoot and when she agreed I started making plans.
Lafayette is one of those towns I’ve been through dozens of times but only stop at convenience stores along the interstate. Some ten or so years ago, I had a photo hanging at a gallery there for some contest of some kind, but I went directly there and back home. I’d never driven around, getting to know the city nor the university it hosts. Having cleared the day, I took some time and drove around, happy to find that Purdue students were staying inside and that finding a parking place didn’t mean driving in circles for 30 minutes.
Cassandra joined me in the early part of the evening as the sun was perfectly placed in the sky. Quickly enough, street lights began to pop on and the shadows grew long enough we couldn’t get decent natural light without invoking tremendous amounts of noise. Black and white with a touch of grain is fine, but there’s a limit. As for the Wabash, well, it’s at an all-time low, shallow enough one might walk across it in places. Sigh. So much for that “majestic river” vibe.
This is the first of what will likely be three posts with Cassandra. I enjoy the fact that she always comes prepared for multiple looks. As always, click on the thumbnail to view the image full screen. Enjoy!
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Wednesday, February 12, 2025
Letting Pictures Talk
Do you ever read through the news and get the feeling that you’re missing something, that somehow all the context isn’t there? That’s where I’m at this morning. The new stories feel incomplete and, since I’m not sitting in every newsroom worldwide, I can’t easily push for more info. I’m frustrated. There’s too much going on that’s fundamentally important while we’re simultaneously being bombarded with bullshit such as the Gulf of MEXICO.
Where I do find some clarity is in the different images and editorial cartoons that cross my path. I can’t share some of them because I can’t validate their core premise. But for those that I can confirm, let me give you a taste of what I’m seeing.
Last one:
I did have a long and interesting conversation with G yesterday afternoon. I know it’s easy to think that the kids aren’t paying attention to what’s going on in politics, and some don’t, but here are some of the topics our 16-year-old raised:
They see what we’re doing to their country. More than once he mentioned that it is his generation that has to deal with the fallout from the stupidity of my generation. He’s not wrong. We’re leaving the kids a world that is inherently fucked up and not letting them have the resources to fix it.
He’s convinced that by the time he’s 30, the US as we know it will not exist.
The kids are paying attention and know more than you think.
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