Fine Art Images from the American Southwest

Month: January 2020

Red Willows, Cottonwood Tree, Arroyo Hondo

Red willows, cottonwood tree, Arroyo Hondo, NM. In fact, the willows were so hot, I had to back off the reds and yellows that came out of the camera to make them look less cooked! I love it when the soft reds of early winter start turning towards the orange spectrum. They make the countryside feel warmer on these very cold days. Thanks for looking. G

Red Willows, Cottonwood Tree, Arroyo Hondo

Breaking Through The Snow Today

Breaking through the snow today. These three little fronds, albeit, a weed made their appearance known as I walked through the field. In all of the two acres they caught my eye. Pretty, aren’t they? Thanks for looking. G

Breaking Through The Snow Today

Wolf Moon Rising, Lama, New Mexico

Wolf Moon rising, as the clouds cleared, Lama, New Mexico. I drove north to get away from the mountain clouds. I could see a break in the sky ahead, then there it was. My heart skipped a beat. I pulled over and made a number of images and when the clouds built up again I left. Thanks for looking and for all the compliments and comments. G

Wolf Moon Rising, Lama, New Mexico

Dennis’s Tree, Moon Rise, San Cristobal, NM

Dennis’s Tree, moon rise, over the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, San Cristobal, NM. My few favorite evenings of the months are around the full moon and the waxing and waning crescent moons. I hope you get out there and check out a moon somewhere near you! Thanks for looking. G

Dennis's Tree, Moon Rise, San Cristobal, NM

Valley Homestead, Beyond The Fence

Valley homestead, beyond the fence in the San Luis Valley. If you are familiar with my work and my website you’ll recognize this old dwelling. Over the years the fence has also featured prominently in my images. Someone, at some point in time, peeled back the barbed wire in order to get access to the building. Personally, I like to document these abandoned homesteads from pretty much the same perspective for continuity and posterity. Here’s another view. Thanks for looking. G

Valley Homestead, Beyond The Fence

Shadows, Cerro, New Mexico

Shadows, in the hamlet of Cerro, New Mexico. The little Catholic church (Nuestra Senora de Guadalupe) has a handrail, more than likely crafted by a local artist. We headed out to the Rio Grande del Norte National Monument, that morning, for some landscape images. We ended up spending an hour working on images of this church. Thanks for looking. G

Shadows, Cerro, New Mexico

Red River Canyon, Bighorn Ram

Red River Canyon, Bighorn Sheep Ram. Took a drive today. We wanted to get out and make a leisurely trip with no motivation or goal except to enjoy the day. As is often the case, when there is no agenda other than to get out in nature, things happen and the day presents itself in all its glory. In Red River Canyon, shortly after we left home, I was able to get up close and personal with this handsome fellow. He seemed unperturbed by my presence. I was able to look into his eyes and see the details in his horns without my camera. The word primordial comes to mind. The elements came together and before we knew it we were heading home having experienced our own backyard with the creatures and locations that make it unique. Thanks for looking. G

Red River Canyon, Bighorn Sheep Ram.

Sangre de Cristo Church, San Luis, Colorado

Sangre de Cristo Church in the oldest town in Colorado, San Luis. Drove past this church not too long ago and liked the picturesque winter setting. There are a number of churches in this style throughout southern Colorado. I particularly like them, very much. Thanks for looking. G

Sangre de Cristo Church San Luis Colorado

Winter Light, Tree, Mountains

Winter light, tree, mountains. My neighbor’s tree from the kitchen window. Probably my favorite sight at the end of the day as the sun catches it, all warm and glowing against the Sangre de Cristo Mountains beyond. Thanks for looking. G

Winter light, tree, mountains.

Taos Canyon, Woods, Snow, Trees

Taos Canyon, woods, snow, trees and a bunch of camera blur. It inspires me to post the Robert Frost poem, you know the one! It’s below the photo. I had to recite it years ago in my first year of college English Literature. Robert Frost and many more of his poems have lingered with me over the years. I often use them for inspiration. Thanks for looking. G

Taos Canyon, woods, snow, trees

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

By Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.