There is no telling what secrets and revelations may haunt in these lonesome wee hours of the night. I spent four days on empty roads, walked in untrammeled alpine meadows and slept among the verdant aspen groves on the slopes of the Rocky Mountains before returning home to my beloved high desert. It’s always hard [...]
It started like any other summer Friday in Torrey. Right around 5pm a peaceful silence falls over the town and the work week is almost palpably over. Despite the sparse traffic, on days like this I like to stay at the gallery a bit further into the evening, not so much for the sales potential [...]
This place haunted me from the day I first visited, and maybe even prior to that. I’m not a superstitious man, yet I must confess there’s something here that touches me deeply; something in the shards of pottery, the withered husks and cobs of maize strewn about, the fingerprints in the ancient clay, and the [...]
“Today, indeed, you can find urban white artists — people who could not reliably tell a coyote from a german shepherd at a hundred feet — casually incorporating the figure of Coyote the Trickster into their work. A premise common to all such efforts is that power can be borrowed across space and time. It [...]
I spent most of the holiday weekend on the road, quite literally. I drove about 1300 miles alone on the long lonely rural highways of Nevada, not seeing another vehicle or human presence for hours at a time. The intense chill made for crisp clean air, and I had to stop every so often just [...]
It almost seems like I’m the only nature photographer not to have co-opted Ken Burns’ National Parks series for some self promotion. There are two reasons for that: I don’t watch TV, and I don’t feel quite comfortable taking a free ride on someone else’s hard work. For those who haven’t heard me say it [...]
At the encouragement of readers, and perhaps against my better judgment, I’ll be sharing more of my journal entries from the wild. This one is for the wounded, for the damaged, for anyone carved with scar tissue, literal or emotional. You know who you are. You are the soldiers, the survivors, the keepers of secrets, [...]
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