Taking a Dump on Main Street
Bisbee, Arizona
2023

My apologies for the rather crude title for this image. I was practicing my click-bait skills, and got carried away.

Don’t Be You!
Bisbee, Arizona
2023

Like the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come in Dicken’s A Christmas Carol, this somewhat disturbing scene in the backstreets of Bisbee is perhaps a portent of what a tortured mind might become if you allow it.

Danger Everywhere
Bisbee, Arizona
2023

It’s a little know fact that urban rock hippos are even more dangerous than their river dwelling relatives in Africa.

I Am Not the Enemy
Bisbee, Arizona
2023

I love the contrast of this very American harsh-looking junk pickup with the trees in the background which, by happenstance, do a good approximation of the feel of a classic Japanese painting such as this one:

Social Media #27
Bisbee, Arizona
2023

The term “social media” is so strongly tied to various forms of digital communication these days that it’s easy to forget that media in a broad sense just refers to any method of conveying information or expressing ideas. In that sense, social media is only recently a digital phenomenon and in fact has existed in other forms for, well, centuries or millennia. I came to this realization some years ago when considering large flat rocks in the southwest covered with myriad, almost overlapping, ancient petroglyphs conveying information or expression of ideas to others that might happen by. Since then I have been occasionally photographing other instances of social media along the continuum of technological sophistication from petroglyphs to twitter tweets, as well as the interesting remnants of those postings. (Yesterday’s POTD would fit into this collection as well, although I chose to name it otherwise.)

Too Much is Never Enough
Bisbee, Arizona
2023

Just a sample of the information to be absorbed just walking down Main St. in Bisbee.

Welcome to Wonderland
Bisbee, Arizona
2023

Abe #3
Bisbee, Arizona
2023

If you’re into numerology (I’m not) you might find something interesting in the fact that besides the number 3 on the door, there are three door panels below it and two rows of three windows each above it. Perhaps 3 was Abe’s lucky number, not that it seemed to work out for him in the end: he died on 4/15/1865 and with simple arithmetic you’ll notice that 4+15+1865=1884=628/3, and there’s that 3 again. Surely that means something????? (Besides the fact, of course, that I seem to have nothing better to do right now than to make up significance out of nothing.)

Judy Blue Eye’s Sippy Straw
Bisbee, Arizona
2023

I Know Why the Caged Pig Squeals
Bisbee, Arizona
2023