Photography reveals hidden light in architecture, abandonment, and human traces. What remains is pause— gesture, threshold, breath held just before crossing.
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Arch, Latch, Day Beyond - San Antonio, Texas. Stone stays cool; wood stands guard. Outside, the yard glows; inside, the light arranges itself in bars.
Wind-Bent Grove - San Antonio, Texas. Wood settles into long arcs, each bend a reply to years of prevailing push. The canopy spreads low and wide, stitching shade across pale ground. Branches spiral, then fork, drawing a loose geometry that guides the eye from root to crown and back to the next curve. Weight, wind, and time share authorship here; what remains is structure without haste.
Vault Stair - San Antonio, Texas. Thick walls frame a tight ascent. Steps show years of footfall, edges rounded and pitted. The vault gathers darkness while a slot of daylight reveals lime, scratch, and mortar.
Mission Bellfront - SanAntonio, Texas. White plaster steps upward in layered stages. Arches hold bronze, cords hanging quiet. Stains mark years of rain; edges round where lime softens to dust. The sky carries slow motion—circles and veils—meeting the hard geometry of the façade.
Weathered Bellface - SanAntonio, Texas. Rubble stone lifts into a stepped gable. Arches are cut shallow; bells rest in the shade of lime and brick. Water leaves pale runs down the façade, stitching past storms to the small barred window below. Clouds turn behind the cross, slow against the wall’s coarse grain.
Gate to the Courtyard - Chimayo, New Mexico. An arch gathers the day into a narrow passage. Timber remembers hands, weather, and waiting. Inside, a small court holds a cross, low altar, and the plain face of the chapel. Leaves hush the edges; hairline cracks drift like maps. The place feels held—less a destination than a pause between paths.
Millstone Base, Twin Towers - Chimayo, New Mexico. A millstone rests in the pedestal, the cross pinned above it by rough lumber. The façade sits close: plastered wall, central door, dark gable, and narrow towers. Boards cup and split; mortar shows seams. Materials gather the years without ceremony—stone, wood, lime, and handwork.
Vigil Store, 1948- Chimayo, New Mexico. Tin roof, two posts, a face of patched stucco. Letters lean but stay legible; ristras hang with the color cooked out. The doors are plain, the windows shallow. Nothing ornamental—just shelter for talk and trade, a frontage kept standing by habit and weather.
Shrine and Open Invitation - Chimayo, New Mexico. A worn blessing drifts across the wall: open hands, a faint halo, an eye like a small sun. Below it, a cherub waits where stones remember river weight. The gate leans into its hinge, keeping a thin seam of shadow. What remains is pause—gesture, threshold, breath held just before crossing.
By Sign, By Sun - Amarillo, Texas. Paint declares; weather edits. The word “MODERN” holds against stucco while wind and sun carry their slower script through trees gone pale. Structure leans, letters endure. Between a promise and its weathering, the scene keeps time—language and light sharing the wall.
Procession at the Field Edge - Texas. Edge of grassland, trees in procession; light collects in the canopy and settles across the field.
Klein Curacao, Curacao. A lighthouse keeps its face to the trades; the wreck keeps its distance. Two kinds of warning in the same field of weather; two figures pass through, small as a thought.
Weathered Light, Klein Curaçao. Sun strips the tower to shape; sea-salt keeps the walls honest. A working light, long retired, still stands to the wind.
Tethered to Weather - Klein Curacao. Iron opened and salt-rich; rig and hull left to the breakers. The island keeps its wind, the wreck keeps its ribs.
Keeled, Klein Curacao. Keel set in swash; stern open to air. Salt works along fasteners; paint goes to chalk.
Island Chapel in Aisle of Trees, Kauai. A small cross, a long aisle of trees, the island breathing through both.
Baroque Tower, Open Sky - San Diego, California. Relief—figures, leaves, scrolls—presses from stone in layered courses. The tower lifts through small galleries; the dome holds a strict tile cadence. Shadow sits in recess; bright planes work the façade. Edges show weather: softened lime, opened joints. The vertical carries weight cleanly against open air.
Lace and Hangers in the Cypress Room - Caddo Lake, Texas. Pillars of cypress with drapery between them; light catches on the lace of foliage and settles into calm.
Cloud-Creating Cypress - Caddo Lake, Texas. Cypress standing in open water; crown gathers light while a small cloud keeps company above. Hanging limbs breathe with the wind, the buttressed trunk holds steady, and the water carries a faint pattern of ripples.