This short narrated photo essay provides a glimpse of downtown San Antonio that most residents and tourists never see. Peacock Alley meanders through old commercial districts just blocks from the Alamo. It is part of the infrastructure of the city that dates back to around the time Teddy Roosevelt was in town recruiting Rough Riders for the Spanish-American war.
Category: Photo Essay
Something New
Over the last few months I’ve been teaching myself to use Adobe After Effects. My interest in creating animation began with making flip books in grade school but didn’t progress beyond that. I never dreamed that there would be tools available that would allow someone like me to actually build and publish animation. It is a wonderful technological world we live in.
This is my first attempt to combine photographs, narration and music into a video based photo essay. My idea was to create something more compelling than the usual boring digital/projector based “Here is my summer vacation” style format. As someone once said, you never know what will work until you try.
The format of a blog post is not ideal for embedding full HD video. Hopefully it is good enough to convey my idea at least to some degree.
Evidence Of Life
Old habits die hard. One of mine is driving country roads early in the morning before most people are outside. Sunday morning was my preferred time for solo motorcycle rides. Unfortunately I didn’t own a camera in those days so I have thirty years of memories but no pictures. Memories are probably better anyway.
Here in Texas the rural landscape is dotted with old buildings and machines. These days it is fashionable to photograph abandoned structures. Some are quite beautiful as ruins. My interest in abandoned places is not about the structures themselves but the people who inhabited them. Except for monuments, buildings generally serve a fundamental human purpose for shelter or common gatherings. People have always defined buildings through use.
There are lots of interesting places to explore on the Texas back roads. Many are on private property and inaccessible but a few are visible from public areas. They draw my attention immediately. This old post office and general store is just off the side of a county road. Judging by the construction it was probably built in the early twentieth century. From the artifacts and signage around the buildings it was still being used up until the nineteen sixties or even seventies.
The simple false front mercantile building with attached residence was constructed of rough sawn lumber from a nearby sawmill. It would not have been out of place on the frontier of the nineteenth century. The handmade wrought iron work was almost certainly done by a local blacksmith. All this is evidence of a community improving life for itself. This place was part of a world of personal relationships where friends were people you looked in the eye when you spoke.
Today many people commute twenty five miles every day without a second thought. A hundred years ago that may have been something families did once a week if they owned an automobile or maybe once a month by wagon. Places like a local post office were very important. They provided a portal to the world for rural families.
Artifacts around the building provide a sense of another era far from our daily lives. I doubt many people today ever see cigarette advertising stickers such as those on the doors. For that matter you won’t find swinging screen doors on most grocery stores. I doubt if people still use general delivery mail service outside of wilderness areas. They are just the small things of daily life that are swept away and forgotten.