Monthly Archives: August 2019
no one thought it would end this way
If you add together all the times I’ve done a shoot with models, it would total one. One time. And only because I had to as part of a photography class I took.
But this happened, and I will put it in the “even a blind squirrel finds a nut” category because – and I cannot emphasize this too much – I did not know what the hell I was doing.
near Pojoaque, New Mexico
photographed 7.6.2016
Blue Light Special
You’re going to have to trust me on this: those metal poles have tiny blue lights on top of them.
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 3.21.2015
How many rains
The church of San Francisco de Asis was built in 1772. Even in its desert locations it has seen a lot of rains. And later that night, one more set of raindrops bathed the adobe walls.
Ranchos de Taos, New Mexico
photographed 7.1.2014
Fearless
A hostile landscape and a threatening storm: there should have been a warning that only the most fearless of us should enter.
near Abiquiu, New Mexico
photographed 7.3.2014
Many things require an anchor
My good friend Brett Erickson was in town last weekend; it was so good to see him again. We met about seven years ago, through photo blogs, and in many (or, really, most) ways, I consider him to be my mentor.
Five summers ago, I took a class from him at the Santa Fe Photographic Workshops, where I produced a version of this image during one of the class’s field trips. A print of that attempt is hanging in my Gallery O’ Shame* and Brett mentioned some things that happened the day I’d made it. That gave me a chance to look at the image again and realize that I really didn’t like what I’d done with it in post-processing, so I did something I almost never do: I had another go at it. Five years more Photoshop experience makes a difference!**
near Abiquiu, New Mexico
photographed 7.3.2014
*It’s where all the stuff that got into shows but didn’t sell now resides. It’s also the guest bedroom. Guests at my home are required to take a photo with them***. If they seem reluctant to do so, I distract them with coffee with the Patient Spouse moves a photo to their car. You’ve been warned.
**See? I am teachable, which comes as a big surprise to all of us!
***Because I can’t figure out how else to get rid of the damn things.
One Day | One Image 