Welty

I just finished reading As I Lay Dying, which made me think of a lot of things: Who is to define "sanity?" Where do buzzards sleep? What is the point of language?

But, more broadly, it gave me a very vivid imagined landscape, which got me thinking about a lot of photography from that era. I was thumbing through some of Dorthea Lange's über-famous photos when I found work by the writer Eudora Welty, who quietly did photography on the side. Who knew? Here is some of her work, pulled from the photography archive on her website.

That's all I've got for tonight.