L Train in the evening.
When I saw these oil rigs I was reminded of a scene from Harold and Maude. Harold has made Maude a gift, a pressed penny that says “Harold Loves Maude.” They sit among the oil rigs, overlooking the Pacific. Maude takes the gift, thanks Harold, and throws it into the water. She says, “So I’ll always know where to find it.”
At the end of Santiago Creek, what was wild and uncontrolled, dry and inaccessible, becomes structured and planned.
The wall that separates the living from the dead.
Joy, western Washington.
Sometimes a few urban landscapes are worth taking. Silvercup, Queens, NY.
Artificial landscape. It’s very disturbing to watch animals in these tiny spaces. Still, they have a strange beauty, an otherness, other world feeing.
Coullee City, WA. #3 (Town Hall)
Coullee City, WA. #2
Coullee City, WA. #1
Some trees dance, some watch.
Preparing the soil for spring planting. Washington State.