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August 2010

Cricket's Thoughts

Black, White, And A Little Random

Cricket Walker

Wandering through thousands of images I have taken over the years, I have begun to understand how much of my personality and mood come through in my shots. Perhaps my photography is how I express who I am. Or perhaps, it is something seen and recognized only by me, quiet moments of introspection. It seems ironic that in my search to find magic in the world, it is me I have begun to discover.

Runner Lost In Thought

During those times, not only do I find myself shooting more black and white…

Random Faucet

My shots become much more random…

Random Trash

Yeah, definitely more random…

Random Photograher

As if I am searching for something.

Speedometer Going Nowhere

As if my wandering spirit is showing itself…

Lost In Thought

The restless soul aching to escape.

Random San Antonio Shot

Black and white pictures don’t necessarily reflect sadness or dark and dreary moments.

Taylor

Perhaps because I also find beauty in the darkness…

The Kid Just Thinking

Beauty in the thousands of shades of mysterious black and white.

 

Cricket Walker

Escaping The City

Dreaming My Dreams

Lost in thought, listening to the blues, and dreaming my dreams…

What do I dream of?

My dream is for my pictures to one day tell a story, to be the voice for those stories forgotten over the years, to portray what I feel, far beyond what I see, to capture the feeling in every face .

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I want to be a photojournalist with lost stories to tell with my words and my pictures.

I want to visit a zillion tiny country towns that were once booming but somehow fell between the cracks when the railroad left town, or the interstate bypassed it and folks began leaving for the city. I want to share those stories that were once passed on from generation to generation, but somewhere along the way, someone stopped telling them.

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I want to know the story behind the empty general stores, falling down barns, and broken dreams. I want to listen to the folks that just wanna tell their story, and maybe bring a smile to their face over a cup of coffee in the local small town cafe.

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I want to be the voice of the homeless, to bring their faces into our thoughts, to know and understand what brought them to this point in this great nation. To find the fighters that let nothing break their spirit, continuing to find joy in the world around them no matter what challenges they are faced with.

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I would love to travel the historic routes of our country, and capture the magic of those journeys of so long ago, bringing life to the history far beyond what we find in books.

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I want to experience it all!

It would be incredible to travel and visit all the wonderful (and sometimes weird) people I have met on the net, sharing good barbeque and a lot of laughs.

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My biggest dream is to one day live and travel full time in a little motor home or conversion van on a never ending road trip capturing the stunning beauty surrounding all of us – the beauty that we sometimes forget to truly see and feel.

If I ever get weary of it all and needed a lil place to call home, I would find a place in the country surrounded by nature and wildlife, but I would never stop taking pictures…

 

Cricket Walker