Failed and Desperate, but enough about me

Good Luck

I was paging through my list of posts and was amazed to discover that I’ve been publishing this blog for seven years this week. Congratulations to me. The thing sputtered along for the first three years till I committed to a weekly post in the middle of 2009, a commitment, swelling of the chest, I haven't failed to honor since.

It turns out that the first post that I called Desert Denizen was of the photograph now known as Good Luck, one of the more successful, by what standard you may ask, images I’ve made.  I wouldn’t have remembered that it was first were it not for tenacious and painstaking research. 

Did I sense that the tragicomic little trailer would have such appeal?  Or, for that matter, did Good Luck prompt me to launch the blog in the first place?  Hell, I don’t know. The fog of time cloaks the obscure. 

Vanishing Point

To the surprise of exactly nobody Good Luck’s rival for best or most or least bad is Vanishing Point.  And apropos of my design musings two weeks ago these images seem to have transcended form and actually have something to say, no fault of mine I’m sure.

The remains of the meager habitation known as Keeler, California and the grim emptiness of the Pine Ridge Indian reservation, tell stories of places at the edge of hope. They spur me to discover more of failed and desperate America, a prospect that renders me giddy.