Fine Art Images from the American Southwest

Mission San José de Laguna

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Mission San José de Laguna. The church of St. Joseph, Laguna Pueblo, New Mexico. We stopped in here on a very cold morning. The sun’s warmth on our backs took the chill off, we began to thaw, which, in turn allowed us to stand a little taller. Here is a brief history of the Spanish Mission.

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Belfry, Raven, Full Moon, Garcia, Colorado

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Belfry, Raven, Full Moon, Garcia, Colorado. The almost full moon, a belfry cross and a raven tonight in Garcia, Colorado. We made an evening drive to watch the moon rise over the Sangre de Cristo mountains in southern Colorado. It turned out to be a beautiful evening with crisp winter light on this scene. I like to think the raven enjoyed the view too, but I doubt it. He sat, perched there, faffing the whole time.

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Quarai Ruins, NM

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Quarai Ruins, Salinas Missions National Monuments, New Mexico. During my trip here today with my client, we experienced this historical location under blue skies and pristine lighting conditions which concluded our photography adventure on the road in New Mexico. That said, there was one other sublime moment today when a flock of Sandhill Cranes flew high overhead, their rattling, bugling, primordial calls could be heard echoing off these ancient walls as they have done for millennium on their annual migrations. Pausing for a moment, I acknowledged some grander design that exists beyond these man made testaments to our short existence on this planet that go un-noticed by those creatures a thousand feet above.

Between Rooms, Chaco Canyon, NM

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Between rooms in Pueblo Bonito, Chaco Culture National Historical Park, New Mexico. The light was glowing today at Pueblo Bonito in Chaco Canyon as we wound or way through southwest history, banging our heads on the ancient beams, accompanied by the silence and intermittent gusts of wind that embellished the mystery in the homes and ceremony chambers of the Anasazi.