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RE: Chipped Messages, Nightly on the Tube
I wonder if that photo is from the same place where most my recent photos have been coming from (the Noah Purifoy Foundation in Joshua Tree)... looks like it.
I wonder if that photo is from the same place where most my recent photos have been coming from (the Noah Purifoy Foundation in Joshua Tree)... looks like it.
Not mine, off of unsplash, but I thought that too when I saw it, so I would say, probably is.
I think I know exactly what art installation it is, actually. I have a photo of it from another angle that I was going to post sometime soon (whenever a post comes around where it seems appropriate).
Synchronistic! I really enjoy your writing and photos too and have friends who visit/live in Joshua Tree and really just ought to go down and check it out, as it seems a waking dream how the place keeps coming up.
It's one of my favorite places. When I lived in New York, I used to daydream about coming home and escaping to the desert on weekends and just sitting in the calm sunshine. That dream was one of the things that made me come home. I don't know what is it about the place that just makes me feel free. I'm not one to believe in the phrase "magical energy," but if I did, I'd say it has that. Southern California has historically been the epicenter of weird new religions (read: cults), which just endlessly fascinate me, and so many of them originated on communes out in the middle of Joshua Tree somewhere. People tend to go crazy out there, it seems. And I love wandering around the random antique marts and used bookstores. I also love how you can be driving around and all the sudden stumble on some random art installation with no context whatsoever. I love the small abandoned or semi-abandoned towns that fell into decay after their main streets were bypassed by bigger roadways, as sad as they are. If you have friends and a place to stay, I'd definitely recommend going down there and wandering around for a few days and seeing what you can find.
I grew up in a small, desert town, so am familiar with the brilliance and warmth, but my home most definitely wasn't the magical weird (wyrd/spiritual) you describe.
Where I live now, there is more art, but not to the edgy creativity you and others describe in Joshua Tree.
The friend I have, lives here part of the time, and there when here becomes to glum, she could, and would be considered crazy by many, but hey, maybe that'd add to the trip?
She likes to smoke a lot of pot and then starts saying paranoid things out of nowhere, but I let her paint a pic of me, reclined in the back of her airstream one time :)
No matter, I need to go down there with or without a place to crash--I'm being sucked into the vortex!