My first visit to Marfa was early days of my Texas time. Living somewhere is better than visiting. Sometimes, some places, maybe not. One place means you can walk many times, using the same tripod holes. Wear them out, they are yours. Changing places starts with a blank paper. Most people revert; they go blank when they see a new place. Too frequently, they find the place as others have found it. The Card Shop Calendar.

— After my set: Wo Ist Tejas. Finding that all places share three versions of the world. In near space the differences blur until in intimate space they separate. The ring of awareness

I like grouping, at first, by pairs, later by parts; finding sets in dispersed settings. Not because of symmetry, but because of depth; I see very different depths in almost every scene, every part of the world. Seeing one thing, one city as two things, cities is innate. Progression between points is more than direction.

Cartesian thinking that we can map our doing, our goings. Everyone is a rancher. No one ranches. That is Tejas, Mexas.

Travel is easy. It was easier before Trvmp’s Fear Years.