Monthly Archives: November 2016
The dark swath across the sky
In addition to the gravel road from the other day, we found another one on our way to Trinchera, Colorado.
We also found a railroad bridge that crossed tiny Trinchera Creek. And since we were on a little-used road, it was easy to pull over and climb down to the stream and have a look around. (The graffiti tells me we weren’t the first ones to do so.)
The best part was the way the bridge cut across the sky.
Trinchera, Colorado
photographed 9.5.2016
The Way
Maybe you remember that I took a photography class from Keith Carter back in the summer?
In class he said, “Don’t take pictures of churches.”
In class he said, “Don’t take pictures of cemeteries.”
In class he said, “There are no rules.”
Maybe what he meant to say is that he doesn’t take pictures of churches. Or cemeteries. And that each of us must seek our own way, and photograph accordingly.
Matheson, Colorado
photographed 9.4.2016




