Bison Painting, D H Lawrence Ranch. 1934 Bison painting by Trinidad Archuleta of Taos Pueblo on the DH Lawrence cabin in San Cristobal, NM.
I was looking through some photos on CDs that I exhumed from their current resting place in my closet, mostly back up discs from 2001, with lots of images of my young children at the time. In amongst them I found images from a trip I took with my parents to the D.H. Lawrence ranch. It was their second visit there during the numerous trips they made to the southwest over the years. This photograph of the Bison painting was in there with some shots of my parents hanging out in the shade of the cabin porch. We grew up reading D.H. in school in the UK. I didn’t care for him much then, but came to like his writing later in my life. “I think New Mexico was the greatest experience from the outside world that I have ever had. It certainly changed me forever…” Well … that certainly resonates with me. Thankful for the memories… and thanks for looking. G
Chevrolet truck with a view of Ute Mountain. Find an old truck, with a view out the windshield, stick the camera in the cab, get it all framed up, include the prerequisite spider of a crack in the windshield for full authenticity. The nice condition of the cab interior finishes it off. And yep! … there you have it! Thanks for looking. G
Lightning strikes on the mesa west of Taos. This is an image of six lightning strikes in the same location and composited into one frame. I’m posting this to see if it inspires rain soon. I may post more monsoon images over the next few days. This is my version of a rain dance, far more acceptable to me than dancing on the deck chanting something to bring about rain… although I have been known to do that… after all, I do hail from a long line of Druids!
Dodge truck parked, with no plans of travel this holiday weekend or any future weekends for that matter. That’s great ’cause it’s a fun location, subject and photo op. Had a great photo tour today at the St. Francis church, El Prado for these trucks, the cascading creeks and waterfalls in the Taos Ski Valley, ending at the high bridge and the Rio Grande Gorge. Happy 4th of July. Thanks for looking. G
Las Trampas Church of San Jose de Gracia de las Trampas. I know, I know, it’s that church again. I made this image yesterday on a High Road photo tour. We were looking for some alternate angles to the usual, oft seen views. The grave marker was photographed by Ansel Adams in the 1940’s. Specifically, he made a tighter cropped image of the cross with the adobe wall as the background. Knowing that Ansel had stood in this very spot can inspire almost anyone. As the sky was overcast and lighting low key I put the camera on the floor and created the low angle view using the grave marker to fill a chunk of the frame and placed the cross prominently over the sky to the right. I thought it created a dramatic and gothic look to the whole scene. Thirty minutes later as we descended into the the Gorge and headed north to the west rim trail along the Rio Grande Gorge the sun burst out and it looked like a different day. This prompted us to recall the saying, “if you don’t like the weather in New Mexico, wait five minutes.” … or in our case, thirty minutes. Thanks for looking. G
Llano de San Juan. Over the last few weeks I’ve conducted numerous photo tours on the High Road to Taos. There have been some stunning afternoons with great photographer clients and image making. This building has always intrigued me, and I almost always make a stop here in this high road llano (Spanish for plain) to make an image of this old building and the nearby church. The tin roof, typical in New Mexico architecture, the undulating tin portal roof and a dormer window, forever pointing to the sky, always feels welcoming despite it’s abandoned posture. I’ll be back on the High Road to Taos again tomorrow and no doubt we will visit this place. Thanks for continuing to visit my photo of the day page … and keep on looking. G
Urban green space. Many years ago, shortly after I arrived in Taos, a great friend and photographer, no longer with us, made a suggestion to me. “Make pictures of your world around you.” He said. Then, as if a dismissal, he added. “Do with it as you wish”. I didn’t take to it right away … until I did. Since then, I’ve managed to do just that, creating an expansive body of work. Within that large body of work, there are many projects, studies, and subjects that encompass my everyday observations, musings, fascinations, and documentation, of my travels around ‘my’ world. I haven’t travelled vast distances around the globe, but I have seen so much of the “world in a grain of sand”, a blade of grass, the tiniest bird and largest bird. And… in the eyes of my children I have seen new worlds emerge. I keep on looking, sometimes I see what I’m looking for and other times it presents itself to me.
In Tucumcari, NM this scene caught my eye during an early morning photo stroll. It is a simple scene, lacking all grandeur of a vast landscape or sunset. When I happened upon it, this was a perfect moment in my world. Remembering my friend who inspired and encouraged me to look more and see. Thanks for looking. G
Crescent moon set over Cerro Pedernal near Abiquiu, New Mexico. I made this image from the foothills south of Taos. It’s a view I’ve enjoyed many times, though the crescent moon isn’t always present. Without the moon it is still a stunning vista. Cerro Pedernal, is also Spanish for “Flint Hill”, and, as it is known locally … “Georgia O’Keeffe’s Mountain.” Apparently god told Georgia that if she painted the mountain often enough it would become her mountain, or something to that effect. For me it is a peak where native people harvested flint for their tips and points, and a sight that can be seen prominently from many locations around northern New Mexico. Thanks for looking. G
Glass Abstract. The dark negative shape caught my eye. On closer inspection, I could see the inside glow cast from the window in the door. I liked the way the pieces of glass in the frame were reflecting different aspects of the scene around me. The upper section of sherds give a good idea of the scene behind me, that is, the top part of the street. The beige sherd on the lower left portion of the frame, leaning forward, reflects the road surface where I am standing. The section of glass with the sky reflecting, was leaning away from me into the room. The right corner gives away the location of a scene long gone, that I spotted from a stop at the nearby intersection. Thanks for looking. G