Seems I can't help but shoot people no matter where I go. Last fall we set out on a two week journey down Route 66 in search of the American Dream. Never did manage to catch up with the Dream but we did find plenty of relics and remnants of its passing.
Can't shake the feeling that there's Something Important to be learned from that adventure but haven't been able to quite pin down what that is yet.
Something to the effect that the good times never last, progress always comes and takes its toll. Heartwarming, right?
The name is a lie! Nothing in there was fifteen cents. Santa Fe was no stranger to that either. These photos are all from around the Santa Fe Plaza, at first glance it feels like you've stepped back in time a century or two.
Then you look a little closer and realize the shops are mostly jewelry stores or selling some other sort of luxury goods to the disposable income crowd and it feels very 21st century.
Kind of made you wonder what'd happened to the locals. Didn't have to wonder too much though, Santa Fe has a long history newcomers displacing the previous inhabitants.
Karen had to stop by and celebrate. Would love to post up in Santa Fe and spend time shooting and getting to know the city beyond what the tourists see. In the meantime though, shooting the tourists will do.
It's always weird seeing the peace symbol in close company with the flag of a country that spends more on its military than the next nine nations combined. Then again, that sort of contradiction didn't seem very out of place here in what was once the land of the conquistador.
The way to the atomic bomb led through here back in the 1940s. Aside from a plaque on the back wall it's still just as well camouflaged now as it was then.
Hadn't really set out to do street photography on this adventure but wasn't not going to do it either. Either way that's probably enough for one day.