Fine Art Images from the American Southwest
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Geraint 
Wild horses, Colorado. This pair hung close together and made for a nice pensive portrait. They were part of a larger tribe of about two dozen wild horses on the roadside in southern Colorado. Thanks for looking. G
Homestead with tree, on the plateau in the San Luis Valley, Colorado. Today we criss-crossed the valley looking for a view of the Blanca Peak Massif. There were some great views of the spectacular fourteen thousand foot plus peak, but I always remember to look over my shoulder. Thanks for looking. G
Chimney clouds, in the rail yard district, Santa Fe, New Mexico. When you’re walking down the street and something catches your eye, a serendipitous moment, you just got to take a snapshot. Thanks for looking. G
Red, Shadows, St. Francis Church. A lady in red leaving church in the shade of the morning shadow from the bell tower. The things and sites we see on a photo tour around Taos, the Gorge and beyond. Thanks for looking. G
Winter Field, with the red barn, on a photo tour in the San Luis Valley. It’s safe say that we will get more snow this spring, we won’t be seeing the hard core cold in this image. So, I’ll put it here and revisit it next winter for a holiday card. Thanks for looking. G
Aspens on the High Road to Taos in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains. I superimposed the aspens image I found in a grove, with a close up of stains on a window of an abandoned building. It reminded me of a close up of the aspen bark itself. I like it. What do you think? Thanks for looking. G
Ghost Chair, Shadows, San Luis Valley Homestead. Met the owner of this place who was very generous to let me photograph in here. Someone has ripped out the copper pipe and wiring in the house, so it felt good to build a rapport with the owner. Anyway, goodness knows what the ghosts think of the looters who come in the night. Thanks for looking. G
Taos Volcanic Field Sunset. A momentary glimpse of the sunset. A moment and it was gone. Then the hail came and whitened the land. Overnight it turned to hoar frost. By breakfast it was gone and by noon it made it into the low fifties. Spring is a misnomer … spring would be better referred to as “changeling” a season of change, as nothing is sprung as of yet! Thanks for looking. G
Cowboys coming over the ridge. The big sky background gives it the feel of the west, where the horizon never comes close, until you run into the Rockies. It calls out to hitch up your mules and head off into the sunset. Life with with no horizons, not such a bad view on the journey. As always, thanks for looking. G
Winter corral fence, on the Taos Plateau. A quick flash back to a place I stopped in at a dozen times this winter near San Antonio Mountain. Not the biggest snow fall but one of the prettiest. Thanks for looking. G
