Fine Art Images from the American Southwest
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Geraint 
Red-Tailed Hawk aloft over Cerro New Mexico. On the way to a quick photo shoot near Ute Mountain, I caught this beautiful raptor out the car window. I’m convinced it knows my maroon 4 Runner as it has a knack for taking off, from it’s perch, when it sees me long before I pull over. In this case it flew in my direction right past my open window. Thanks for looking. G
Patterns of decay. Slowly creeping down the wall like two dimensional stalactites. Here there and everywhere as abandoned buildings deteriorate beautifully back to the earth. Thanks for looking. G
Roadside Reflections, Taos Mountain Clouds. On the road home a few nights ago, I found it hard to resist a reflection in this particular puddle. We’ve had some fabulous skies recently, and the puddle doubles their beauty. Thanks for looking. G
Lake Reflections, Blanca Peak, Colorado. On a photo tour/workshop last week we stopped in here at this location that afforded us this view. Sandhill cranes were foraging in the red willows. There were a couple of dozen seagulls, a blue heron aloft in a cottonwood, and a variety of ducks and geese along the shoreline. Thanks for looking. G
Sunrise, Plaza Blanca, Abiquiu, NM. The sun creates a sun star as it breaks over a butte in Georgia O’Keeffe’s “White Place” Plaza Blanca, NM. Thanks for looking. G
Spring Equinox, Super “Worm Moon” Rise. This is how the spring equinox, super moon, burst on the scene last night over the Columbine Hondo Wilderness. Yesterday’s image came shortly after, when the moon lit up the sky and the San Cristobal Valley. I hope your first day of spring was sweet and full of light and growth. G
Hello spring! Sangre De Cristo mountain moon rise. Life out the kitchen window, constantly awe inspiring. So much so I went out in to the garden this evening to see, smell and feel the potential shift in the air. Thanks for looking. G
Almost full moon rise, in the clouds over the Sangre de Cristo mountains of Northern NM. I looked out the kitchen window, there were some clouds, all wonderfully illuminated by the setting sun. I poured myself a glass of Jameson’s whiskey. When I looked out the window again this is what I saw. Happy Vernal Equinox, thanks for looking. G
Clearing storm, warm winter light. As the storm lifted, the soft light from a sun was dying to break out from the clouds. It hinted at a mild winter day to come. Not! The temps dropped again and shortly thereafter… the hand warmers came out. I also added a couple of warmers with an elastic band to the battery compartment. Thanks for looking. G
White house from the potato bunker. The old homestead ruin from inside the abandoned potato bunker. The shadows are incredible, every which way one looks. This was yesterday. Today the shadows were stark and heavy, the sun only cracking through from the eastern side. One of these days I’m going to meet some one who knows the history of this place and the white house, former home. Until then we’ll wander among the shadows, the bird nests, and the light that illuminates the nooks and crannies, deciphering what we can from the past. Thanks for looking. G
