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Elk Mountain, Wyoming

At first it looked like a dead animal – a brownish, furry lump in the middle of the dirt 320. The wind blew and late morning sun peeked in and out of an active sky. Through a dirty windshield it was tough to make out. As the car slowly rolled closer, the profile of a […]

Olympic National Park, Washington

 

Blue Hour, Medicine Bow, Wyoming

I wonder how many things we intently search for, training every last bit of energy focusing our gaze - only to be met with darkness. Then I think about the times peripheral vision catches a glimpse of something unintended, and off we go alit, into the beautiful, dim blue. "...the present is the most difficult period to apprehend; only with distance does the value of certain forms of photography and photo objects become clear." - Joel Smith, curator of photography at the Morgan Library & Museum,

flyover v.1

By |April 20th, 2016|Uncategorized|0 Comments

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Medicine Bow, Wyoming

Sometimes when visiting a new place surrounded by such emptiness there's a mild reservation about leaving the imagined security of whatever semblance of civilization there is - and striking alone into the void. With minimal maps and no idea what really lay out there I check the fuel gauge and tires, listen to the car carefully for any indication of malfunction and make sure a little food and water are close at hand.

By |March 28th, 2016|4042n, black and white film, Destinations, Film Photography, Geographic Interest, Natural History, Old School, Road Trippin'|Comments Off on Medicine Bow, Wyoming

Santa Fe reprise

 

Old Lincoln Highway, no.1

The 440

A few weeks ago I needed to get out – as in far away from the computer – in a big way. The weather wasn’t good along the Front Range and checking the iPhone confirmed pretty much any place within easy driving distance was experiencing the same. It looked like the only thing to […]

Cocoa Beach, Florida