This wind-turbine sculpture is in a playa lake at Maxey Park. I would like to be able to tell you the name of the piece, and the artist. But for some reason, there's nothing to provide that sort of information.
And the ducks, quacking from the safety of the concrete base, wouldn't tell me anything.
One of my earliest memories is of my parents staying up late to process slides in the kitchen. I can still remember the first photograph I took - of a rock, with a mountain in the background. In college, I was almost positive I was going to be the next Ansel Adams.
All of which has led me here.
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