"All/come/to look for/America"

It's hard to start each day on this trip not humming that oh-so familiar Simon & Garfunkel song!

Writing this late at night, Ben & Matty sound asleep, the 3 of us basically stuffed into our room at a La Quinta Inn, downtown San Antonio. Day 2, we spent most of our time on the back roads and ranch highways of West Texas. So little out there, so much to see.

All my life I've wanted to publish an art book of my images of faded signs and ramshackle buildings, scattered across the most barren landscapes imaginable. Every last one, someone's dream long ago, no doubt. A few captures from today, all set against the insistent whistling of a hot prairie wind.