Fine Art Images from the American Southwest

Month: December 2019

Long Shot, Moon Over The Ridge

Long shot, moon over the ridge. Lives intersect! Characters, families, relatives. Time is immaterial. D.H. Lawrence spent a couple of years at the ranch, six miles up the road from here. There’s a poem from D.H. below. Thanks for looking. G

Long Shot, Moon Over The Ridge

And who has seen the moon, who has not seen
Her rise from out the chamber of the deep,
Flushed and grand and naked, as from the chamber
Of finished bridegroom, seen her rise and throw
Confession of delight upon the wave,
Littering the waves with her own superscription
Of bliss, till all her lambent beauty shakes towards us
Spread out and known at last, and we are sure
That beauty is a thing beyond the grave,
That perfect, bright experience never falls
To nothingness, and time will dim the moon
Sooner than our full consummation here
In this odd life will tarnish or pass away.
D. H. Lawrence – 1885-1930

Taos Mountain Moonrise

Taos Mountain moon rise. Love the moon as it rises behind Taos Mountain on a cold and crisp, clear evening. Take a look outside for the almost full moon and tomorrow’s full moon. Thanks for looking. G

Moon Rising, Sangre de Cristo Mountains

Cottonwood, Mountain Sunset

Cottonwood at sunset in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, NM. A short walk out to the old cottonwood tree and the view was all mine. I got a few shots of the snow capped peaks with an unobstructed view but I like this old cottonwood hanging out in the field. Thanks for looking. G

Cottonwood at sunset in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, NM.

Roadside Lunch, Red-Tailed Hawk

Roadside lunch, Red-tailed Hawk in the Ranchos de Taos valley today. We whipped past this magnificent raptor catching a glimpse of it out of the car window. We wheeled around and pulled over to watch. Thinking it would take off, I got a couple of images in camera then realigned the car for a better angle. It had no thoughts of leaving the carcass. It just kept on tearing bits of flesh from the bones, leaving me with a number of images. As the hawk feasted on it’s lunch we sat in awe feasting on this sight. Thanks for looking. G

Roadside lunch, Red-tailed Hawk in the Ranchos valley.

Illumination Bus, Taos, New Mexico

Illumination bus, Taos, New Mexico. Years ago this bus pulled into town. I have no idea who they are or what they represent. I liked the layer of snow on top and the cascading window fringes, the color scheme and the smiling, happy figures. I think the cross just happened to be there and these folks in the bus landed the from another planet. Thanks for looking. G

Illumination Bus, Taos, New Mexico

Winter’s Past, Saint Francis Church, Ranchos De Taos

Winter’s past, Saint Francis Church, Ranchos De Taos, NM. Not the dead of winter but the beginning winter, the way it looks when the moods of autumn shift into winter and back again. The adobe monolith, on the south end of the Ranchos valley stands steadfast in all seasons. Thanks for looking. G

Winter's past, Saint Francis Church, Ranchos De Taos, NM

Taos Mountain, Sunset Clouds, Daily Commute

Taos Mountain, sunset clouds, on our daily commute in northern New Mexico. We live in a most beautiful place. I know there are many beautiful places on the planet. This is our beauty spot. There’s a twelve thousand foot mountain in those clouds. It will likely be covered in more snow tomorrow. Thanks for looking. G

Taos Mountain, sunset clouds, daily commute. 

Bison, Yellowstone National Park, 2005

Bison, Yellowstone National Park, 2005. In September 2005, I took the children to Yellowstone National Park. They loved seeing the bison and fell apart laughing when they saw this one cleaning it’s nostrils. Thanks for looking. G

Bison, Yellowstone National Park, 2005

Navajo Elder, Annie, Arizona, 2011

Navajo Elder, Annie, Arizona, 2011. Back in May 2011, I visited a Navajo elder named Annie. I worked with a writer on a story, telling of the plight of the Navajos elders living on their land within the Hopi reservation. That’s another story for another time. In this instance, Annie told the story of the freezing cold night she spent with her horse in the creek when it got lodged in the mud embankment. She and her horse were pulled to safety the next morning by neighbors. At the time Annie was already 100 years old. This picture was taken a year later. Annie illustrated her ordeal by drawing on the sand in the horse and sheep corral. I added a photo below. When I visited, Annie and her horse (it’s name eludes me now), were both doing well. Thanks for looking. G

Navajo Elder, Annie, Arizona, 2011.

Navajo Elder, Annie, Arizona, 2011.

Horno, Ladder, Snow, Red Chiles, Adobe

Horno (oven), ladder, snow, red chiles, adobe. A little corner, and a familiar spot at the Taos Pueblo. The adobe adds some warmth to the cold day. Windblown snow clings to the scene like frosting on a cake. Thanks for looking. G

Horno (oven), ladder, snow, red chiles, adobe