On Sunday, January 10th I sat across from three resting bulldozers. Between us are scattered piles of logs that once composed the GC & SF railroad trestle. For 125 years this trestle successfully spanned the Trinity river. As I draw, I am connecting to what was, what is now, and what will be no longer. The freshly splintered wood perfumes the air with creosote and cypress sap. Then the wind turns, and the pungent diesel fumes fill my nose and sting my eyes.
2204 S Riverfront Blvd. Dallas TX.
Copyright 2012, Brad Ford Smith.