Sunday, June 26, 2011

High Plains Drifter

Got a thing about the plains and high desert.  Truth be told I can't always tell which is which.  I'm guessing this is a swatch of plains since it's a tad grassier than true desert.  Both are pretty arid though when it's 100 degrees. Here just east of Springer, New Mexico a handsome mesa broke the flat sameness.

Below are shots of the Kiowa National Grasslands abutting the Texas and Oklahoma borders.  Near here the Dust Bowl visited its wrath on Clayton, New Mexico.  The Santa Fe Trail crosses four miles to the west.

Sunday, June 19, 2011


The composition, the shallow depth of field and the model's graceful hands make for a classic nude torso. Yet she is so bountiful that it's easy to miss the aesthetics entirely.  Gratuitous or artful?

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Hands Have It

When we think of portraits most of us think in terms of the face.  But sometimes a portrait tells a story or depicts the person with no face at all.  Such is the case with these portraits of fellow photographers, Daryl Black and Lenny Foster.  Lenny, in fact, is a master of using hands to tell soulful tales from around the globe.  Daryl's hands and forearms speak to her casual athleticism and show how relaxed she was when I pulled the trigger.

Sunday, June 05, 2011


Patchwork, above, joins last week's Sides by Sides series, while Corrugated Corner below is related by material. The first, it turns out, is from California's Randburg ghost town and the second is from I have no clue Colorado. Gotta take better notes or create better metadata.