Linda L Lauby
 What do you have to offer that I couldn’t get without you? |  It Takes a Crane to Build a Crane |  Life on Earth does not Require Compromise |
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 Whose consciousness creates reality? |  You will find the Answers within the Subject |  Wisdom Without Kindness is Useless |
 Those who deny individual rights cannot claim to be defenders of minorities. |  The question isn't who is going to let me; it's who is going to stop me. |  One may appreciate a philosophy without agreeing with it. |
 "It’s the end," she said. "It’s the beginning," he answered. |  none may obtain values from others by resorting to physical force |  The End of Reason |
 CAT Padlock |  To Think, to Work and to Keep the Results |  The ineffable monster destroying the world is not an entity but a vacuum |
 The Supreme Attractiveness of an Agile Mind |  To see Oneself as an End in Oneself |  ...nor ask another man to live for him |
 Girder Monochrome |  The Most Depraved Type of Human Being is the Man Without a Purpose |  It Takes Two Floors to Make a story |
 The Removal of a Threat is not a Reward |  Adam Ant IS Adamant |  Mindless Men Rattle Frantically in that Lightless Emptiness |
 Highland Spring |  Nothing is absolute. Metal rails are. |  Das Sehr Gut |
 Reason |  The Man Who Could Stop the Engine of the World |  Overpass in Blue |
 Free Minds & Free Markets [Shockoe Bottom Farmers' Market] |  The means by which to correct a weakness cannot be worse than the original weakness |  A Window to Roy |
While helping to build LuLu's Restaurant in Richmond, Virginia I completed a series of industrial images, many of which are included in this "Tribute to Ayn Rand." Several of the pieces are straight photographs, while others are composite images. In some respects, this art is a sociological study; it captures the "bones" of a city's railroads and its related structures, the enduring -- though decaying -- symbols of what made this country great. The structures associated with railroads seem to have an almost magical effect on people. For some, they hearken back to a time in their youth -- they’re nostalgic reminders of hiking down tracks during summer vacation or of a college job spent painting trestles. They’re a testament to the workers who helped develop this country and they’re lasting symbols of strength and endurance. For me, these structures evoke heroism, idealism and great romance.