Fine Art Images from the American Southwest
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Geraint 
Climbing vine, winter in Dixon, here in the Rio Embudo Valley, New Mexico. Unravelling as it climbs up and takes hold of a structure or of itself. I thought it had a look of Celtic knot work. Thanks for looking. G
White tree and willows, a riparian habitat in the Bosque del Apache, Socorro, NM. Riparian, I like that word. It inspires me and as such I like to look for these places around waters edge that hold a little mystery. I half expect that what ever inhabits these zones will pop out and surprise me. Sometimes they do, a duck, or heron, once a muskrat. Thanks for looking. G
The Church of “Sagrado Corazón De Jesus” Rio Lucio on the High Road to Taos. A chapel, a trailer home, a couple of classic cars, and an extra cross for good measure. When driving the High Road to Taos from Santa Fe, scenes like this abound in the villages and hamlets in the Sangre de Cristo mountains of northern New Mexico. Many of these places are slowly becoming gentrified, torn down or replaced. I spend a lot of time on the road, these days, making images of the more authentic architecture and places in northern New Mexico. Looking back in the archives many of the images I’m coming across depict places already gone. This little church still stands, in it’s simplicity, a reminder of trips I’ve made many times during the last thirty five years. Looking forward to many more. Thanks for looking. G
Winter light on Taos Mountain from El Prado just north of Taos, NM. A favorite spot to watch the clouds cast shadows across the mountain; an unobstructed view of Taos Mountain (Pueblo Peak), sacred mountain of the Taos Pueblo people; the willows and the cottonwoods. Taos… the “red willow people.” Clouds pass, the sun sets and rises, time passes, the people and the mountain endure. Thanks for looking. G
Stone house in the San Luis Valley, Colorado. I spent some time here last week, down below the house, at the fence line exploring distant views of the stone house on the ridge line. Returning uphill to the car I found this juxtaposition, the barbwire boundary of the property nicely completing the scene. As always, when I’m out in this country, I can’t help but think of the former residents as I wander among ghosts from the past. I feel a deep respect as I walk lightly around the property and ponder for a moment, in reverence, the lives of those who’ve walked this way before me. Thanks for looking. G
San Cristobal Cottonwoods. On a trip to the grocery store this evening we pulled over for this little scene. I must admit I anticipated it. I’ve made a few successful images of this location in the past so when we headed out we went straight to this spot. This is only one of numerous images I made this evening of the ‘spotlight’ on the cottonwood trees. And now, at this very moment, it is snowing. Thanks for looking. G
Rio Grande tree, southern Colorado. Slightly south of the Lobatos Bridge crossing the Rio Grande, is this old cottonwood tree, a sentinel, surrounded by exposed fractured basalt cliffs along the sides of the river where the gorge begins. The river is frozen in the shadows of the cliffs, though not yet frozen enough to skate or cross country ski on this year! Last week the ice on the embankments was constantly thunder cracking, echoing off the underside off the old steel girder bridge. Thanks for looking. G
San Luis Valley Farm, southern Colorado. The fields are tilled, the hawks are hunting for prey and a mate. The barn, unfortunately, falling into disrepair, is a future roost for the owls, hawks, and winter shelter for cattle. I will have numerous opportunities of subject matter for the next few years to come. Waiting for winter snows. Thanks for looking. G
Morning at Ute Mountain in the Taos Volcanic Field (Plateau). On a photo tour last week we watched the sun rise over the Sangre de Cristos and light up the Rio Grande Gorge. As the sun rose, the shadows retreated across the plateau and revealed the dome of Ute Mountain rising some 3000 feet above the floor of the San Luis Valley in the Volcanic Field. The extinct volcano is an extraordinary feature of the northern New Mexico and southern Colorado landscape and features in a number of my photographs of the area. This day was no exception. It is one of my favorite places to visit. Thanks for looking. G
