“Musically, he was like an old man in a boy’s skin.”
―
Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
In A Boy’s Skin
Tag Archives: Photography
Pointed Blasphemously At Heaven
“This tower, patched unevenly with black ivy, arose like a mutilated finger from among the fists of knuckled masonry and pointed blasphemously at heaven. At night the owls made of it an echoing throat; by day it stood voiceless and cast its long shadow.”
― Titus Groan
Mural (detail), Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
That Accidental and Unrepeatable Combination of Features
“The serial number of a human specimen is the face, that accidental and unrepeatable combination of features. It reflects neither character nor soul, nor what we call the self. The face is only the serial number of a specimen”
― Immortality
Mural, Radiator Alley, Deep Ellum Dallas, Texas
Always Silent and Alone
“In his face there came to be a brooding peace that is seen most often in the faces of the very sorrowful or the very wise. But still he wandered through the streets of the town, always silent and alone.”
― The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter
Mural (detail), 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.”
―
Downtown Dallas, Texas
Ki Yippee Yi
The cowboys cry, “Ki yippee yi!”
Deep in the heart of Texas
The dogies bawl and bawl and bawl
Deep in the heart of Texas—-June Hershey, Deep in the Heart of Texas
Heart of Texas Red, Craft Beer Logo, Four Corners Brewing, The Cedars, Dallas, Texas
Four Corners Brewing in the Cedars has some great graphics/logos to represent their flagship beers. They are based on the concept of images from the Lotería – it makes me want to buy a card (or a few), frame it, hang it as art.
loteria card
Bill Chance 