I live in a quiet, working class neighborhood in deep south central Austin. The streets are wide, but the homes are small. Even though there’s genuine cultural diversity on these blocks, the houses are homogenous. It’s pretty safe, the taxes won’t kill you, and I think of it as one of the last few truly affordable areas to buy a house around here.
I used to think my neighborhood was wholly unremarkable until I started to look at it with purpose. Look long enough, and even the most commonplace things can become heartbreakingly beautiful.
I shot these photos over many, many months of walking the dog. I never ran into any neighbors, which, I think, is pretty weird and made for a few shots that feel mildly post-apocalyptic.
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