A Thursday in April.

A few months ago I had made my first trip since the Thursdays by The Sea project made way back in the early 2000’s. It was a bit of a washout with continual rain, flat light, and not a whole lot going on. An anti climax for sure. Last week however was very different and it felt like it did twenty years ago, including the feeling that I wasn’t going to get any shots and that I should just pack up and go home. The 20 minutes of magical light allowed me to get some good shots despite the lack of material from a place that was once an abundance of stories telling material with old motels, diners and old cars.

The tree above was something I remembered as it marked the sight of my best known image from the Salton Sea, The Red Chair. I never photographed the tree back then as there was a hotel in the way (you can still see the steps in the background).

Not sure I will return to the Salton any time soon. the place has changed so much and doesn’t have the stories it used to.

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