Navajo Elder, Annie, Arizona, 2011

Navajo Elder, Annie, Arizona, 2011. Back in May 2011, I visited a Navajo elder named Annie. I worked with a writer on a story, telling of the plight of the Navajos elders living on their land within the Hopi reservation. That’s another story for another time. In this instance, Annie told the story of the freezing cold night she spent with her horse in the creek when it got lodged in the mud embankment. She and her horse were pulled to safety the next morning by neighbors. At the time Annie was already 100 years old. This picture was taken a year later. Annie illustrated her ordeal by drawing on the sand in the horse and sheep corral. I added a photo below. When I visited, Annie and her horse (it’s name eludes me now), were both doing well. Thanks for looking. G

Navajo Elder, Annie, Arizona, 2011.

Navajo Elder, Annie, Arizona, 2011.

Sun Star, Canyon De Chelly, Arizona

Sun star, bursts over the rim of Canyon De Chelly, and White House Ruin. Got to get back there again soon to this magical place in Arizona. Stay tuned for more images as I process more from this spring’s trip to the four corners. Here’s a cell phone shot of the canyon wall I posted on that visit just before the sun appeared on the scene. Thanks for looking. G

Sun star, Canyon De Chelly, White House Ruin Arizona

White Pocket Rocks, Arizona

White Pocket Rocks, Arizona. White Pocket is located in the Vermillion Cliffs National Monument. 30 to 40 miles on rocky and sandy roads keeps the number of people at a minimum. It still has an air of peaceful solitude. I was so overwhelmed by its beauty, I didn’t know which way to turn. Mostly I drank in the scene vowing to return soon. This scene is approximately 5 feet by 6 feet a macro of the larger landscape it makes up. Stay tuned for a larger view. Thanks for looking. G

White Pocket Rocks, Arizona

Highway 163, Monument Valley, Arizona

Highway 163, Monument Valley, Arizona. “Run Forrest Run”…  in circles. I spoke to a Navajo artisan, at his roadside stand, as to why people aren’t stopping in anymore. His answer “F*****g Forrest Gump. Everyone stops at mile marker 13 where Forrest Gump stopped running in the movie and they take a selfie.” Go figure. We watched a large group of bikers blocking the highway for multiple selfies, only to hop on their bikes moments later and head east. Another tourist ran in place while his partner made a video. A third, we observed, leapt up in the air, legs and arms spread as if announcing … I’m here I made it. WTH! A short distance west I stopped and made images of these donuts in the highway. I can’t imagine the motivation for these. I bought a little piece from a Navajo vendor. Thanks for looking. G

Highway 163, Monument Valley, Arizona

White House Ruin, Canyon De Chelly, AZ

White House Ruin in Canyon De Chelly National Monument, Arizona. It was wonderful and cool standing in the shadows of the White House Ruin in Canyon de Chelly today. It’s obvious to see why the original inhabitants built the dwellings where they did. Cool in the summer and warm in the winter. Take a tour some day with the guides at Beauty Way Jeep Tours. They will share their stories and home with you. Thanks for looking. G

White House Ruin Canyon De Chelly

White House Ruin, Canyon de Chelly, Arizona

White House Ruin, Canyon de Chelly National Monument, Arizona. When returning from a prolific image making trip, I like to wait some time before reviewing the photos. I like the feelings, sights, sounds and scents from the locations visited to sink in, to take hold.  The image, often times upon review, will reflect those feelings back to me. I think that is the reason I can remember almost every picture I’ve made.

Tomorrow I will post another image from Canyon de Chelly with a tender story, that will commit this place to my memory forever. As always, thanks for looking. G

White House Ruin, Canyon de Chelly, Arizona