This is a cottonwood tree below a beautiful cloudscape a few years ago. Image was shot with one of my Panasonic Micro Four Thirds cameras. Later, I edited the raw image in Lightroom and just recently exported it to my iPhone 4S where I ran it through an iPhone app that creates the sepia, grain, dust and scratches. It’s called Scratchcam! This may be an effect that some people don’t like, but for me it communicates how I feel about my art and the intuition that I share deep inside with my images. I think it’s awesome that digital technology has come such a long way that we can now edit images from an handheld device. I’m having a blast shooting images with my iPhone 4s as well and enjoying the art of what they call, iPhoneography. If these new changes to photography are revolutionizing the way we view and capture the world, then I want to be at the forefront of this photographic rennaisance instead of sitting on the sideline.
Corn is an important staple and somewhat of a backbone for the Navajo People. It’s considered to play an important role to the creation of humanity and is apart of the origin of the Navajo people who call themselves the Dineh people. This corn was photographed in a traditional Navajo Home (hogan) with permission.
More exciting and seedy imagery from the grungy Desert Southwest. In late fall this hotel still has its swimming pool filled to the brim on a cold day. To protect the innocent and guilty, I will not say which hotel this is. The rust on the fence is what I was aiming for but the pool was the overall composition. I really like the fence shadow as well. This shot was taken with an iPhone 4s and was pretty reminiscent of the Coen Brother’s Film, No Country For Old Men. So whip out your trusty iPhone and start taking pics!
Okay, I saw this on the ground and picked it up because of the textures which were fascinating. I was at work and I had this deep thought. Oh, and the iPhone is a fun camera to shoot and yes, it’s going to dominate this blog for a while because it forces me to think outside the box and get to the very edge of technology and imagery that is enjoyed by the masses. I’m not going to be the elitist carrying around the ten grand Leica. I’m just want to enjoy what I do: take pictures!
The little CCD sensor and lens in the iPhone 4S has opened up photography to the masses in a portable device and it continues to scare a lot of traditional photographers but I would encourage artisans to embrace the latest and greatest technologies. It’s what Ansel Adams would do. Check out the detail in this leaf shot, taken hand-held and post-processed with Snapseed by Nik Software. The image was resized for this blog with a special Adobe Photoshop plugin that I love very much! It’s a secret but if you message me, I’ll probably reveal it!
The iPhone 4S has a nice little camera. I’m getting hooked on the portability of this little phone and the quality of the images. You’re probably going to scoff at me, but I’ve become obsessed with iPhoneography! Stay tuned.
In a faithful bid to transform my life goals and career I’m switching from a nature-loving wilderness guide to a car salesman. It’s quite the gut-wrenching experience but it has been met with many blessings. One of them, is the ability to stay home and have a social life and more opportunities for dating the opposite sex. So the good nature that made me a tour guide will be used in a more stationary and structured environment. The fact is, I love people and I think I can handle this. During this transition, I’m learning how to market and brand myself. It’s important to succeed in life, make friends, love people, and fight for the American Dream.
A 19th century steam engine rolls out of Durango, Colorado, on it’s way to Silverton, Colorado. Both towns in the Southwest wing of the state are historic western mining camps. The billowing smoke is quite a site as the train slowly inches to speed. We live in the modern West. Much of it hasn’t changed, just our perception. One thing is for sure, an old steam engine is quite an impressive spectacle.
Parowan stands for Evil Waters according to the Southern Paiute. This is the Little Salt Lake in Parowan Valley of Southwestern Utah. Back in the long ago, it was said that a man-eating monster lived out there. Who knows? This is just what I heard. Every time I venture out across the Parowan Valley, there’s strange things to be found.
Old Horn Silver Mine in the San Francisco Mountains west of Milford, Utah. Below the mine here is the historic mining camp of Frisco, Utah. Back in the 19th century, Utah wasn’t much different than other western states like Nevada and Arizona. It had it’s fair share of wild mining camps, outlaws, gunslingers, prostitutes & saloons. You name it, Utah had it. Frisco was a dangerous town with the reputation of being a widow-maker. More information on this town can be found here: http://www.ghosttowns.com/states/ut/frisco.html
This is the famous Moab Man near the town it’s named after in the Heart of Canyonlands in Southeastern Utah. Think of beauty. Think of the heart of this land. Such simple things are so magnificent.
This is old movie set out in Parowan Valley and it’s one of the few places that I like to stop and photograph around Iron County, Utah. I could do an old ghost town tour and take people around Southern Utah and Nevada and give them that old Western history of the mine camps, pioneer forts, and all other forms of Southwestern Colonialism.
Thanks to the Supai people and their land, we have one of the most precious gemstones in all of the Southwest, Mooney Falls. The water cascades over the cliff over 200 feet to the bottom. Havasupai is known for it’s turquoise blue waters but I wanted to emphasize the texture of the travertine in this shot because it’s actually the main focal point with the water fall being a distraction. It’s all about the texture, man!
The elements of the land eat away at everything we know… everything we stood for. Nothing is permenent. If left to their own devices these structures will go back to the Earth. Who knows what will happen or what has happened to the two-leggeds who contructed their dreams on this planet. Who are are we? lol
This kinda reminded of Arron Ralston who lost his arm to a boulder in a Bluejohn Canyon out in the remote part of Canyonlands. This right here is a car that been lodged down in this slot canyon since probably the late fifties or sixties… who knows, maybe a massive flash flood wedged it down into there over 30 years ago. The car is now apart of the erosion process, so-to-be-an-artifact!
This is my favorite rock formation in Valley of Fire. I decided to shoot it at 7mm. Pretty cool.
A chimney erodes as the bricks slowly break loose. This house rots in the desert in Lund, Utah. You can still find furniture and personal belongings littering this old decrepit ruin as if the family got up and left everything 20-30 years ago. The desert continues to gnaw what’s left. While I was photographing the empty ruin wind would sandblast the house sending particles through smashed broken windows. I listened as the wind wailed as an ancient ghost in the empty roof rafters. A slit in the rafters revealed a stark blue turquoise sky.
This was an old frontier tombstone in the ghost town of Frisco, Utah, West of Milford, out in the boonies about 20 miles. It was a lawless town with the reputation of being a widow-maker.
This chair has been sitting here for half a century, probably, dealing with the shifting sands of the desert. This abandoned house looks like the family up and left everything there almost 50 years ago. The beds, chairs, appliances, sheets, curtains, dishes are all still in the same house. I’ll post more photos in the next few weeks!
An engine that someone ditched in the sage brush up in a remote canyon in Southern Utah. This image was taken with the SLRMagic 26mm 1.4 Toy Lens. The distortion and vignetting are natural characteristics of the lens. I just received this in the mail today and took several photos this morning!
Back when I was a kid I used to see these ice boxes everywhere until wally world came along. I can’t bash Walmart though because it was the only place my grandpappy was able to find diabetic socks back in the day and stuff. I still see plenty of these commercial ice boxes kicking around but the majority of them are in retirement. Soon, they’ll be a thing of the past. This looked good with the Coca Cola signage in the background!
My favorite character from the Wizard of Oz hanging randomly on the fence and looking like he’s been there for several years without even being touched. Pretty cool!!