Another Season

Tax season, or maybe not at this place.
Tax season, or maybe not at this place.

This doesn’t look like the kind of place that I’d use for preparing and paying my taxes. I happened to see it on the way to some place else. I’m always kind of fascinated by these old, run down, beaten up small businesses. It appears that the owner of this place works on taxes every day of the year, pretty much on customer demand.

Now. Today. Right this minute.

That doesn’t sound like much fun.

I’m not exactly sure who his clients might be. If you’ve kept any kind of records you can file online in probably less than an hour. I don’t know how it works in other countries, but since the U.S. government is usually behind on tech-things, I suspect it’s even easier in countries around the world.

That said, pictures of places like this could be another book project. A fine art project. Kinda. Sorta. It won’t get done. I’ve sort of lost my juju for photographing long-term projects.

The picture. This is one of those see it, photograph it, kind of pictures. But, it wasn’t quite that simple. I Saw it. I drove past it. I thought to myself, “Wait a minute. You like that place.” I wanted to turn around but it wasn’t that easy. I was in the middle lane. In some semi-heavy traffic. I couldn’t merge left. I couldn’t merge right. It took me a few minutes and a couple of miles to turn around. I managed to do it. Of course when I got back to the scene I was headed the wrong way. So, I passed by this place again. At least making a u-turn was easier this time. I parked on a side street. A dog barked at me. I just kept walking. To stand in front of this beat up old building. And, push the button.

I must have really wanted to take this picture.

Yes. I added a lot to the original picture in post production. You know why.


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