“Be a duck, remain calm on the surface and paddle like hell underneath.”
― Michael Caine
Bachman Lake, Dallas, Texas
Be A Duck
Category Archives: Photography
A Bird’s Building Its Own Nest
“There is some of the same fitness in a man’s building his own house that there is in a bird’s building its own nest. Who knows but if men constructed their dwellings with their own hands, and provided food for themselves and families simply and honestly enough, the poetic faculty would be universally developed, as birds universally sing when they are so engaged? But alas! we do like cowbirds and cuckoos, which lay their eggs in nests which other birds have built, and cheer no traveler with their chattering and unmusical notes. Shall we forever resign the pleasure of construction to the carpenter?”
― Walden
Awakening, Part of the Traveling Man series of sculptures, Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
The Traveling Man Sculptures of Deep Ellum Celebrate Their 10th Anniversary
Travelling Man… and a jet, Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
Travelling Man – sculpture east of Downtown Dallas
Bike Riders under the Travelling Man
Travelling Man, Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
Tourists reflected in a metal bird. Travelling Man Sculpture, Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
The Travelling Man (two versions)
Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
In A Boy’s Skin
“Musically, he was like an old man in a boy’s skin.”
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Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
Before the Evil Days Come
“At present, in this vicinity, the best part of the land is not private property; the landscape is not owned, and the walker enjoys comparative freedom. But possibly the day will come when it will be partitioned off into so-called pleasure-grounds, in which a few will take a narrow and exclusive pleasure only,—when fences shall be multiplied, and man-traps and other engines invented to confine men to the public road, and walking over the surface of God’s earth shall be construed to mean trespassing on some gentleman’s grounds. To enjoy a thing exclusively is commonly to exclude yourself from the true enjoyment of it. Let us improve our opportunities, then, before the evil days come.”
― Walking
Denton, Texas
Love’s Calm Unwavering Flame
“You wake from dreams of doom and–for a moment–you know: beyond all the noise and the gestures, the only real thing, love’s calm unwavering flame in the half-light of an early dawn.”
― Markings
Paths, Steinunn Thorarinsdottir, Arts District, Dallas, Texas
Written In Mathematical Language
“Philosophy is written in that great book which ever is before our eyes — I mean the universe — but we cannot understand it if we do not first learn the language and grasp the symbols in which it is written. The book is written in mathematical language, and the symbols are triangles, circles and other geometrical figures, without whose help it is impossible to comprehend a single word of it; without which one wanders in vain through a dark labyrinth.”
―
Margaret Hunt Hill Bridge, Dallas, Texas
We Are Going To Cross It
“Cherie, keep walking. Shut your eyes. We are headed for the bridge. We are going to cross it.”
― After the Wreck, I Picked Myself Up, Spread My Wings, and Flew Away
Cable Anchors, Mockingbird Pedestrian Bridge, Dallas, Texas
Cutglass and Cherry Blossoms
“But you’re out of another world old kid … You ought to live on top of the Woolworth Building in an apartment made of cutglass and cherry blossoms.”
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Downtown Dallas, Texas
Like Pleasant Things in a Dream
“Everywhere the grain stood ripe and the hot afternoon was full of the smell of the ripe wheat, like the smell of bread baking in an oven. The breath of the wheat and the sweet clover passed him like pleasant things in a dream.”
― O Pioneers!
Rust Never Sleeps
The king is gone
But he’s not forgotten
This is the story
Of a Johnny Rotten
It’s better to burn out
Than it is to rust
The king is gone
But he’s not forgotten.—-Neil Young, My My, Hey Hey (Out of the Blue)
Grapevine, Texas
Bill Chance 