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Valley of the Gods, Big Rock Impressions, Monument Valley Yucca

Greetings, on a cold and windy day, in San Cristobal. If you bear with me, I’m revisiting a few images from my trip to Valley of the Gods and Monument Valley two weeks ago. I have a few personal favorites that remind me of the feeling of being in this magnificent landscape. Photography is not all about the visual. It’s about the feeling that I wish to convey in the image. When I’m standing out in gorgeous light in the landscape, I’m excited to capture an image that speaks to me. It’s also about all the other elements, heat, wind, rain, sleet, and snow that land on me, burning, tingling, and drenching me that I remember the most, the tangible that makes the place I’m in come alive for me.

In the image below, I’m in Valley of the Gods, Utah, kneeling under a big rock where the air radiates the coolness of the shadowed earth onto my face and skin. It’s a perfect spot on a hot day, and there is also a discovered, surprise view framed by the rock and shadow. Naturally, one has to pay attention and keep a lookout for rattlesnakes!

Big rock Valley of the Gods
Under a big rock with one of the many gods.

On a trip in 2019, the Valley is abundant with millions of Yucca plants, not just in Monument Valley and Valley of the Gods but also across southeastern Utah. The pale yellow of the yucca flowers stands out from the red of the monuments. The plants in this image are healthy and promising for another super bloom this year. Keep in mind the native people utilized the yucca for many things. The fibers of the leaves were stripped and used for making sandals, twine for sewing, weaving into baskets, and paintbrushes to paint the intricate designs on pottery. Not the least, the roots were pounded to make a pulp used as soap and shampoo, which is reputed to be a remedy for baldness!

Monument Valley Mitten with yucca plants
West Mitten with Yucca plants, Monument Valley, Utah

Over the years, I’ve spent many nights camping on the Monument Valley rim at the original campground where the “View Hotel” now stands. I’ve stood and stared at the dark silhouettes of the monuments against the pale light of dawn and in the fading evening twilight. The monuments are dark, with an unbroken line between the rocks and the sky, a scene witnessed through time.

I’ve done this kind of shot before, double exposure on film, so I wanted to recreate it in a digital format. When you stare at a scene long enough and close your eyes, it leaves a photographic impression on the back of your eyelids. Photographing around Valley of the Gods and Monument Valley or anywhere else in this area, the images embedded in my eyes transpose to the next visual landmark that I see. It’s very trippy and is what motivated the image below.

Monument Valley impressions in rock
Monument Valley impressions in rock.

I made the image above from two images similar to the ones below. So you get the idea, and I understand if one prefers either, I had a fun time playing with the image to create the vision I had. It’s important to me to play and make photography fun. On my photo tour/workshops, fun is one of the motivating aspects. If it isn’t fun, then it’s work!

Monument Valley Mittens silhouette
Silhouette of the Mittens in Monument Valley.
Silhouette of buttes in Monument Valley
The iconic skyline of various buttes in Monument Valley.

This week I’m ending my blog post with one last picture from Valley of the Gods. The scene presented itself as I came over the ridge before things became technical when making last week’s image
This area has had a profound impact on me and will continue to do so. It feels like coming home every time I visit. Where I live in northern New Mexico also felt like this when I first set foot there in 1984.

I have lived in and traveled around the Southwest United States for 44 years. I’ve lived here longer than anywhere else. I’ll always enjoy trips to the old country, but my heart lives here in the great southwest.

Valley of the Gods storm clouds, Utah
Storm moving through Valley of the Gods, Utah.

I hope you enjoyed one more trip revisiting this area. I sure did, in memory, pictures, and words. As always thank you for looking. G

On The Road This Week.

Working backward from today, starting with the landscape around Ghost Ranch, New Mexico.

Ghost Ranch Landscape
The Landscape near Abiquiu, NM.

I made a couple of trips on the high road over the last week. The aspens are doing their utmost to please fall color seekers. The horses performed perfectly, positioning themselves just right.

Horse backs Truchas NM
Horse backs on the High Road to Taos in Truchas, NM.

The forest floors were already full of fallen leaves. There are plenty more to go!

Aspen Leaves, dewdrops
Dewdrops on the fallen aspen leaves.

The skies over New Mexico have performed quite admirably, as they usually do. This place, with the old wooden barn storage shed, is always a pleasing stop on Highway 64.

Wood barn, Highway 64, New Mexico
Wood barn off Highway 64 in northern New Mexico.

My favorite aspen group on the Cumbres Pass, just over the state line in Colorado. This is my go-to barometer for how things are progressing as far as the turning colors go. I’ll be back there tomorrow.

Aspen Copse
Aspen Copse on a hillside, Cumbres Pass, Colorado.

The colors in this image seemed appropriate for the season, on this old tractor parked in a field in Jaroso, Colorado.

Autumn rust patina
Autumn-colored rust patina in Jaroso, Colorado.

As Always, thanks for looking. G

Rio Grande del Norte: An Intimate Portrait

From the foreword by Taos Author John Nichols:

In this collection of images, Geraint Smith has given us a view of the Rio Grande del Norte area that is sublime. The view can be subdued and delicately poetic … or truly sensational.

 

Taos News Article, July 2014
By Rick Romancito

Visual Ecstasy.

Geraint Smith’s visual homage to the Rio Grande del Norte is truly awe-inspiring. Taking a good landscape photograph is more than being in the right place at the right time with the right tools at your command. In the photographer’s soul, there must also reside inspiration, honesty and vision, traits that some might say are all too common. But, that would diminish the intangible source of the end product: a photograph that causes the viewer to gasp in wonder.
Geraint Smith’s images will do that. Instead of being only a camera-tech geek (which he is in no small measure), he also gets out into the wild looking for images that he can display in his gallery. Surely, he trains his lens on the elements that make a good picture such as composition, animals or birds, and dynamic shapes, but it’s the light that permeates his photographs and makes them stand out. Smith is certainly is certainly a fine photographer, but he’d also make a great cinematographer. His images are so feature film-like, that you almost expect that eagle or meandering stream to begin moving amid the light of a setting sun somewhere in Taos or along the Rio Grande.
When we interviewed him last February for a “10 Questions” column in Tempo, Smith was asked about when he knows a photo is just right. he replied, “How does a painter or a musician know the final brush stroke or note? I can’t pretend to know their process, but for me, the scene before me presents itself. I either connect with it or I don’t. I can drive or hike around and not feel there is an image at all. Some days go by without taking a photo. Other days I may shoot 1 or 1,000 images until I’m done.”
Taos writer John Nichols, who also authored with local photographer Bill Davis “If Mountains Die” writes in the foreword “This book celebrates an area I have lived in, hiked through and adored for forty-five years. The images capture and celebrate my Rio Grande homeland as well as, or better than, any of our venerated artists from the past. Most poignantly, the photographs remind us of all that is precious and still remains. I give thanks to Geraint Smith for etching indelibly on our hearts the glory and fragility of the world we live in. Put simply, his work demands that we love and respect our earth and all life upon it.”
That’s the key here. When we look onto the Rio Grande, long before an act of Congress proclaimed this region a national monument, we who live here and hike the canyons and fish its waters see a place that is ours, unspoiled, heartbreakingly lovely. We can summon the sound of its rushing waters and crackling leaves and whisking powdery snow in the middle of traffic far away. At night we can dream of the coyote’s call or the high-pitched screech of a red-tailed hawk and a small tear will take shape for its longing. That’s also the real meaning behind the importance of the monument. To remember it in this way and to experience it for all time to come, it must be protected. It must be cherished.
Looking at the stunning images in this book, you can tell Smith gets it.
Here’s a quote from the book, “The natural beauty of rivers that flow through spectacular landscapes inhabited by an abundance of wildlife is perhaps the common denominator that continues to inspire people who live here as well as those visiting for the first time … To see all or any of these magnificent creatures, the intimate details of nature, and the vast landscapes and canyons we share, I encourage you to venture into The Rio Grande del Norte with reverence and wonder. The adventure just might change your life.”
–Taos News

 

Reviewed by John Senger February 25, 2015:

Breathtaking photographs of the Rio Grande landscape and wildlife reveal an emotional connection that pushes for conservation. In Rio Grande del Norte: An Intimate Portrait, photographer Geraint Smith boldly paints a powerful and colorful portrayal of nearly 240,000 acres of wilderness. Smith’s photographs are often breathtaking as he forcefully drives home the point that this beautiful piece of land needs to be preserved for all to enjoy.

The land in question is the Rio Grande Gorge and the surrounding high desert and mountains, located in northern New Mexico and southern Colorado. The Rio Grande del Norte National Monument was designated as such on March 25, 2013, by President Barack Obama, and consists of some of the most spectacular scenery in the lower forty-eight states. Geraint Smith is a photographer who grew up in the coal mining areas in England. He lives in Taos, New Mexico, and has been living in and taking pictures of this area for more than twenty-five years. His knowledge of and love for the Rio Grande del Norte shines through each photograph.

Like skilled painters, talented photographers do not merely record images. They study and capture light and its relation to the images presented in their photographs. Smith is very good at this. Some of his photos, such as “Cottonwoods and Sangre de Cristo Mountains,” are startling in their clarity and complexity. It is a simple picture: trees, mountains, and a field. Yet the light is the real focus, and elevates the composition in artistic value.

Smith has sprinkled throughout the book brilliant images of the various animals that populate this wilderness. The photographs “Morning Bobcat” and “A Three Coyote Morning” are particularly charming.

This book can be enjoyed over and over again; the reader will find something new and stimulating at each sitting. Photographs such as “First Snow” will captivate the viewer. The simple moment reflected here is of a road through the forest disappearing at the horizon. But there is more to it than that—it is an almost mythical entryway of gold, green, and orange, inviting the traveler into a land never before experienced.

Smith made the correct choice in letting his photographs tell the story. There is a minimum of accompanying narrative, and the collection is enhanced by a few quotes from environmentalist John Muir.

Rio Grande del Norte, in addition to being a wonderful collection of outstanding photographs, will serve as an informative guide to the armchair traveler who may never get an opportunity to visit and experience this beautiful place in person.

Lone Tree Sunset, Reflections, VW Bus

Lone tree sunset, reflections with VW Bus, Taos, NM. Dipping in to the archives again today. Throwing out more than I’m saving by the time I’m through. So, I thought this one was a save. I’ve photographed this tree many times over the last three and a half decades. It has finally succumbed to more than one element, namely a chainsaw. It was always the first tree to leaf out in spring and the last to lose it’s leaves well into fall. It will probably stand there, on the side of the road until it rots and bows out. The locals call it the “welcoming tree“. I like the bus in there ,although the vehicle is interchangeable, the tree is not. Thanks for looking. G

Lone tree sunset VW Bus

Nature’s Winter Ornament

Nature’s winter ornament Baca Park, Taos, New Mexico. There’s no shortage of pristine moments on the trail. Evidence of the season abound, scenes created from nature’s passion and zest, over tinsel, blinking lights and festooning garlands. At this time of year, a walk in the woods is as close as it gets to life affirming everything. Walking in the wetlands this morning, following an overnight snow fall, I found this gem of a scene. The weight of the snow on the stem of the leaf reminded me of how tenuous is life. The snow fall aids the cycle of life, the tree grows stronger from the lack of leaves, it shuts down, gathers it’s inner strength and ultimately blasts into spring. When I need any more affirmation, I put on a recording of Edward Elgar’s Enigma Variations. Happy Holidays. Thank you for looking. G

Nature's Winter Ornament

Basking in the Sunlight

Basking in the sunlight. I think a more appropriate title might be “The End Of Autumn Sonata”, the last notes played before the winter sets in and the dancing leaves of autumn are silenced. As I stare out of my window I relish the last few notes dancing in the elm tree. Hushed now, a veil of frost descends and the fourth movement begins with the more sombre tones of the wind, in the winter trees. Thanks for looking. Gelm leaves basking in the Sunlight san cristobal

Hanging In There

Aspen leaves. There are some areas where the leaves are peaking and some stands of aspen where the few leaves remaining are “hanging in there”. This image was made in Garcia Park in the high country of the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, northern New Mexico.

aspen leaves garcia park new mexico