Remnants Of Authenticity #2 Guadalupita, New Mexico. Sometimes I come across a building and everything about it says authentic. In this case, tin roof and shadows, puttied in glass in the window frames and my guess is… a gas flue or perhaps a wood stove pipe not to code. New Mexico has no end of wonderful architectural details. The simplicity of this home intrigued and inspired me. Here’s another image from October. Thanks for looking. G
Remnants Of Authenticity #1. For the past 12 years I’ve been collecting images of architecture and building details, sometimes whole buildings in decay, more often than not, the tenuous details moments before it’s ultimate demise. So many of the buildings I’ve photographed have expired or are transitioning to rubble. Soon the old adobes will be interred from whence they came. A slightly raised mound, with scattered timbers will remain, as a reminder when the earth has reincarnated all the other elements. “Ashes to ashes dust to dust” … there’s a lot of coming and going in New Mexico! Stay tuned for more images. Thanks for looking. G
Potato Bunker, San Luis Valley. Fascinated with these abandoned utilities from a bygone era, I keep returning to spend time amongst the ghosts that inhabit it. A place where the ghosts are stirred only by the wind, an occasional barn owl, the coyote that lives in the den in the corner, and all wrapped up in moments of sheer silence. Cattle tend to frequent other ruins in the area where the roofs are intact. In this place, at some point in time, someone moved in some easy chairs, a sofa and school chairs. The valley is full of rustic remnants from the past, like this one, many collapsing in on themselves. If this is the kind of subject matter that interests you, join me on a photo tour/workshop. These old buildings also happen to be set in some of the most beautiful landscape in the region. Thanks for looking. G
Building marked from drive by gunshot blasts in the San Luis Valley, Colorado. Remnants of a gas stop on Colorado Highway 139. I feel sure it thrived for sometime. Now it’s a target for folks to direct their gunsights on as they pass the location that once provided a livelihood for a family or two. Thanks for looking. G
Ghostly drapes on the “Minnesota Zephyr, Stillwater Carriage” in the Alamosa Railyards, Colorado. It is eerie to walk between the carriages and see the remnants from a bygone era. I can imagine the travelers on the train looking out the windows as the scenery went by, their eyes full of wonder, where ever they were heading. Here are more details on the train from Wikipedia. Thanks for looking. G
“Out and About” Photography Exhibit In The Fechin Studio, Taos Art Museum at Fechin House.
If you are in Taos from now through the end of April 2018 please visit the Taos Art Museum at Fechin House. I am honored to have two dozen pieces hanging in this solo exhibit entitled “Out And About” in the beautiful Fechin Studio. Reception Saturday March 10, 4 – 6pm Click here for more information
Located at Taos Art Museum at Fechin House – 227 Paseo del Pueblo Norte, Taos, New Mexico 87571
New Work. “Remnants”
The Fechin Studio is proud to present the photographs of Geraint Smith, hanging now through April. The exhibition, entitled “Out and About”, showcases Geraint’s ability to capture the iconic images of Northern Mexico and Southern Colorado.
Geraint quotes Dewitt Jones, “The banquet is spread constantly, with no thought of whether anyone will attend. If I were receptive enough, perhaps I would see it in everything. But I’m not, so photography is one of the tools I use to help me concentrate, to help me see deeply, to block out all that is extraneous and see that which is essential.”
Through the veil of decay, two crosses. The irony here? This little chapel is undergoing a restoration. When I first visited the building many years ago, there was graffiti on the walls, inside and out, empty liquor bottles, remnants of a campfire and an invite from a few locals to “hang out”. I declined the offer and moved on. The restoration from the ashes of time, is a dedication, a reverence for the traditions by those involved, and makes a change from the alternative I encountered long ago, so prevalent in so many cases. Thanks for looking. G
Potato Cellar, San Luis Valley, Colorado. When I came across the abandoned cellar I saw many angles and compositions, but the one that struck me the most was the burlap potato sacks left hanging over a wire. Out of all the remnants left behind in this place these were the only objects that represented, singularly and collectively, the sole nature of this place. There were many more objects that informed me a little about the original purpose of the potato cellar, but these burlap sacks left me knowing it’s exact purpose. Upon encountering this grouping I made a picture which conjured up an image of the last person to leave, the one who hung them over the wire and walked away. Thanks for looking. G
Chaco Canyon room and moon. When ever I enter a room in the ancient pueblo ruins in Chaco Canyon, I always look up. The sky encompassed by an aperture of undulating shadows, skillful and meticulously layered stone work, draws my gaze upward to a view that, perhaps, the pueblo inhabitants never had. Ceiling and roof timbers have long since deteriorated leaving only remnants of them protruding out of layers of stone and an open view to the heavens above. Thanks for looking up. G