IrwinFoto

A gallery of photos by Mike Irwin

Category: Cityscape

  • Window Dressing | Wenatchee, WA | May 2019 Manikins began to marry soon after the Great Emancipation of 2026. We’d place them side-by-side in a display window and, sure enough, in a day or two they’d be holding hands. Li’l Betty, our dummy for kids’ fashions, was asked to be ring bearer at the wedding…

  • Chimney | Wenatchee, WA | May 2019 Our closest encounter with a spirit-like form is likely the phenomenon of smoke. Ephemeral, intangible, airborne, smoke is evidence of transformation, a wispy connection between the solid and the vaporous. It certainly affects us — cough, cough — but can we affect it? A friend in my youth…

  • Slats | Wenatchee, WA | May 2019 A chain-link fence often isn’t enough. True privacy requires not just a physical barrier (keep out!) but also a visual one (don’t look!). We resist the stranger’s gaze as if it’s

  • Gears | Cashmere, WA | May 2019 One thing moves another. Each instant meshes with

  • Garage | Entiat, WA | May 2019 Stare for a second until the hidden appears. Distracting elements reorganize, then reveal an asterisk of boards. On other days, your sharp gaze might spot a deer in underbrush or your child in a crowd. Once recognized, camouflage lures us

  • Checkers | Cashmere, WA | May 2019 Our paint’s wearing off, too. And our pieces are jumbled or missing. But the great thing about this game — this one unfolding now — is that, despite appearances, we’re still practiced players. A faded, peeling board only intensifies our

  • Hand Dryer | Wenatchee, WA | May 2019 Hot-air hand dryers in public restrooms rarely dry my hands. They’re often loud and weak, like bullies. They’re bottlenecks in the efficient flow of bathroom use. They force me to use my pants as a towel. Mostly, they lower my expectations for

  • Portal | Wenatchee, WA | May 2019 My destination differs from yours, so it’s hard to say what we’ll find when we enter. The important thing is that we

  • Marina | Chelan, WA | May 2019 The marina rests in early spring. No boats, no worries. She floats happily atop the deep unknown, rising and falling with whatever comes. Wavelets tickle her

  • Roof Lines | East Wenatchee, WA | April 2019 I imagine the messy existence of one workman who bolts together steel buildings. Money problems. Wife woes. Extreme body aches. All day, he pieces together the straight-line enclosures that shelter other lives, ordered and precise. He must dream of