Dodge Truck, El Prado

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

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Llano De San Juan, New Mexico

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

llano de san juan, on the high road to taos

A Glass Abstract Caught My Eye

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

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Tierra Amarilla, Northern New Mexico

Tierra Amarilla New Mexico. A building with graffiti referring to the Tierra Amarilla Courthouse raid 50 years ago on June 5, 1967.

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Here are some links should you want to know more:
Chicanos, Aztlán and the Tierra Amarilla courthouse raid.
The Courthouse Raid Recalled
New Mexico marks 50th anniversary of Chicano courthouse raid
Remembering the Tierra Amarilla Courthouse Raid 50 Years Later: June 5, 1967
“Rousers of the Rabble”

Thanks for looking. G

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White House Ruin

White house ruin in the San Luis Valley, Colorado. Please indulge me with another posting from southern Colorado. This area intrigues me and draws me back often. This is one in a series of abandoned homesteads in Colorado and northern New Mexico. Thanks for looking. Gwhite house ruin

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Abandoned Potato Bunker

Potato bunker storage in the San Luis valley Colorado. It’s about the shadows and highlights and even with the open rafters the exposed air was moist and cool in the midday sun at this underground bunker. This image was made directly west, behind the homestead in the June 3, image. Finding evidence of the odd few pieces of living room furniture, potential lairs of snakes and other sundry reptiles, allowed us a glimpse into a latter day environment that served more than one generation and perhaps gave shelter to more than one species. Thanks for looking. G

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Little White House On The Plains

Little White House in the San Luis Valley, Colorado. Could be the plains, looks like the plains but alas is in one of the most fertile valleys where potatoes are the mainstay crop. The San Luis Valley, Colorado.

What struck me the most about this scene was the walk way leading to the front door. One recurring observation I have, regarding a lot of the abandoned towns and buildings in this area, is how thriving things must have been in the day when folks occupied every last dwelling. And another thought … Approaching this home … I wondered who resided here and how many people had walked up this path to the front door, long before me, and were greeted openly by the occupants.

This day we were greeted by a family of ravens who inhabited an abandoned outbuilding nearby. The new guardians served up a bombardment of unwelcome squawks and  screeches, no doubt their way of letting us know visitors were not wanted. Things change. Thanks for looking. G

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