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Wasilla is the place where I have lived for the past 29 years - sort of. The house in which my wife and I raised our family sits here, but I have made my rather odd career as a different sort of photojournalist by continually wandering off to other places to photograph people and gather information, which I have then put together in various publications that have served the Alaska Native Eskimo, Indian and Aleut communities.

Although I did not have a great of free time to devote to this rather strange community, named after a Tanaina Athabascan Indian chief who knew Wasilla in the way that I so impossibly long to, I have still documented it regularly over the past quarter-century plus. In the early days, my Wasilla photographs focused mostly upon my children and the events they participated in - baseball, football, figure skating, hockey, frog catching, fire cracker detonation, Fourth of July parade - that sort of thing. 

In 2002, I purchased my first digital camera and then, whenever I was home, I began to photograph Wasilla upon a daily basis, but not in a conventional way. These were grab shots - whatever caught my eye as I took my many long walks or drove through the town, shooting through the car window at people and scenes that appeared and disappeared before I could even focus and compose in the traditional photographic way.

Thus, the Wasilla portion of this blog will be devoted both to the images that I take as I wander about and those that I have taken in the past. Despite the odd, random, nature of the images, I believe they communicate something powerful about this town that I have never seen expressed anywhere else. 

Wasilla is a sprawling community that has been slapped down hodge-podge upon what was so recently wilderness of the most exquisite beauty. In its design, it is deliberately anti-zoned, anti-planned. In the building of Wasilla, the desire to make a buck has trumped aesthetics and all other considerations. This town, built in the midst of exquisite beauty, has largely become an unsightly, unattractive, mess of urban sprawl. Largely because of this, it often seems to me that Wasilla is a community with no sense of community, a town devoid of town soul.

Yet - Wasilla is my home and if I am lucky it will be until I grow old and die. Despite its horrific failings, it is still made of the stuff of any small city: people; moms and dads, grammas and grampas, teens, children, churches, bars, professionals, laborers, soldiers, missionaries, artists, athletes, geniuses, do-gooders, hoodlums, the wealthy, the homeless, the rational and logical, the slightly insane and the wholly insane - and, yes, as is now obvious to the whole world, politicians, too.

So perhaps, if one were to search hard enough, it might just be possible to find a sense of community here, and a town soul. So, using my skills as a photojournalist and a writer, I hope to do just that. If this place has a sense of community, I will find it. If there is a town soul to Wasilla, I will document it. I won't compete with the newspapers. Hell no! But as time and income allow, it will be fun to wander into the places where the folks described above gather, and then put what I find on this blog.

 

by 300...

Anywhere within a 300 mile radius of Wasilla. This encompasses perhaps the most wild, dramatic, gorgeous, beautiful section of land and sea to be found in any comparable space anywhere on Earth. I can never explore it all, but I will do the best that I can, and will here share what I find and experience with you.  

and then some...

Anywhere else in the world that I happen to get to, such as Point Lay, Alaska; Missoula, Montana; Serenki, Chukotka, Russia; or Bangalore, India. Perhaps even Lagos, Nigeria. I have both a desire and scheme to get me there. It is a long shot. We shall see if I succeed.

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Monday
Dec082008

Kalib nearly loses fingers to IHOP fan;* gas war rages

 

After today's Sunday breakfast at IHOP, Kalib noticed the fan spinning over Dad's head.

Dad lifted Kalib up for a better look. Kalib reached for the fan blades, which were spinning at 532 miles per-hour. "Jacob! Jacob!" everybody at the table began to scream. 

Jacob did not appreciate the implication.

*I JOKES! I JOKES!

The new Valley Country Store at the corner of Seldon and Church continues its gas war. Elsewhere in Wasilla, the usual price seems to be $2.59. Curious, though, how this sign at the corner of Seldon and Lucille had been toppled. No wind, either. It has been quite still.

Undaunted, Valley has established a new front at the corner of Church and Spruce. This is all pretty earth-shaking news and it is happening right here, in Wasilla, Alaska.

Wednesday
Dec032008

Tired, lazy, busy

Lazy today. Tired, too. Still two hours before normal bedtime, can hardly keep eyes open. Busy today, too, but accomplished nothing. Took a total of only two pictures, all day. This one, when I was driving to Taco Bell by myself. I forgot to change the ISO from indoors, so it was set at 1600, shutter speed 1/60. Then I also shot through a dirty, cracked window.

Still, it is what I saw, so here it is.

And this one, while gassing up my car as the guy getting out of the gas truck gasses up the gas station.

Compared to the other morning, it had warmed up greatly, about 30 degrees. The temperature was in the 20's, but the wind blew brisk and I wore a light jacket, which I was too lazy to zip up. So even though it was warm, it felt damn cold, standing there, gassing up the car, listening to the rattling diesel engine of the truck run as it pumped gas into the gas station.

I have great ambitions for this blog. What I am doing for now is using it to hold the space, until I can figure out how to find the time to build it into what I want it to become.

Saturday
Nov292008

Where others failed, the quest to succeed persists

It was just November 20 when I posted a picture taken at the corner of Seldon and Church, about two miles from this corner, Seldon and Lucille, of a sign that looked very much like this, except that it advertised gas at $2.79. That was notably lower than any other gas that I had seen in Wasilla at that time.

Now Wasilla gas has fallen and seems to be selling from about $2.65 to $2.69.

So the owners of the new business on the unlikely, out-of-the main way, Seldon and Church gas station, have lowered their prices even more, and have spread the message to a distant corner.

See the mini-mini mall in the background? Interestingly enough, there used to be a sledding hill there. Kids would bring their sleds from all around. What a great time they would have!

Then someone cut the hill down and built this little mini-mall. It, too, seemed like an unlikely place for such a business, yet a stream of enterprises set up shop within, from a coffee shop to movie rentals and even, if I recall correctly, a rug seller. Every space filled. 

All failed. Every space emptied. Several reopened, including a string of coffee shops that went in and out of the same location, but then emptied again. Then a church moved in and now there is a little pre-school or daycare center that may or may not be affiliated with the church. I suppose I should find out. 

Margie got off work at 4:00 PM today. Here I am, driving to pick her up. 

 

Thursday
Nov202008

On the other side of Serendipity, a new gas station opens

Throughout the summer and fall, what seemed to be a most unlikely construction project was underway at the corner of Church Road and the new Seldon extension, the stretch of road seen here - the one recently added after they tore down more trees and slashed open the hills upon which me and my now dead dog used to wander, usually seeing no one.

This is on the other side of Serendipity, but not withstanding the development there, it did not seem to be a very good place to build a business - just too far off the beaten business track. Beyond Serendipity, the houses along Church Road and the extensions likely to feed traffic past the new business number very few.

The owners of the new building must expect many more houses to be built in the near future.

Recently, the building opened for business, a gas station on one side, a liquor store on the other. Today, when my daughter-in-law accompanied me on a walk across Serendipity, we saw this sign. The new gas station is selling gas for $2.79, the lowest price I have seen around here. 

It seems to be running about $2.99 to $3.09 elsewhere in this area.

Maybe tomorrow, I will go buy some gas there, before I head to Anchorage and catch my plane to Fairbanks.

Wednesday
Oct082008

Target opens in Wasilla / yesterday's snow / three views of the Chugach from the Glenn Highway while driving out of Anchorage

Today, Target opened a store in Wasilla - and another in Anchorage. Being Inside continually becomes more and more like being Outside. The Grand Opening is Sunday. Maybe if I am home, I will go to Target that day, take some photographs, talk to some people, and share in the refreshments. If so, I will make a full report.

Damned exciting stuff!

 

Yesterday's snow:

 

Woman crosses Brockton after checking her mail.

Black dog in snow.

Basketball standard on the corner where the chicken crossed the road and the dog tried to kill the bunny.

Two horses in the field that lies next to the shrine where some people go to pray. This is actually from the day before yesterday.

 

Three views of the Chugach from the Glenn Highway while driving out of Anchorage - from today

 

View # 1: The car dealership.

View # 2: The gas station.

View # 3: Airplane leaving Merrill Field. 

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