When folks visit Nowhere for the first time, they quickly learn that either our city founders either had a sense of humor or they lacked any creativity whatsoever when it came to naming Nowhere's streets. There's the plain vanilla East, West, South and North Streets. North Street runs east and west except when it curves south around the town's natural springs. Between East and West streets are the numbered streets starting with 1st Street on the east and moving west 'til 16th Street. No one wanted 13th Street so the founders decided to make that street Main Street. Go figure. Those pioneers must have been tipping a bottle or two when they came up with names.
Nevertheless, Life is good.
In The Beginning
You see, I was raised in a small Iowa town 50 years ago by two incredible parents. But then, I up and moved to Arizona to become a photographer. This profession has been exceptionally good to me. Depending on the workload and the season, I reside in a number of spots: Nowhere, Tempe or Flagstaff, Arizona or Goldfield, Iowa or Puerto PeƱasco, Mexico. As a part-time resident of the tiny village of Nowhere, I have a unique perspective on the folks who live and work in a place which time has passed by. And, I'd like to share this fascinating place with you. When I'm somewhere other than Nowhere, I'm likely on assignment either for a corporate client or Arizona Highways magazine. And, as this blog matures, I'll be presenting the photography and the stories behind the photography I've shot for the magazine since 1985. And with any technological luck, I'll be providing dispatches to this blog while I'm actually on current assignments. All along, you'll come to know Nowhere and its common people with uncommon problems and personal achievements. Early dispatches offer some background into the town itself while newer dispatches will reveal the character of the townsfolk. Enjoy.
Saturday, February 2, 2008
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