These juniper and pinion monuments dot the Escalante Grand Staircase, serving as markers that predate the arrival of Europeans in the Desert Southwest. The trees probably were alive when the Anasazi (Puebloan Ancestors) were still gathering pine nuts from their branches in the year A.D. 900? Now the dead branches slice the desert wind as time moves forward and I can just see them gathering nuts, knapping on flint, and hunting rabbits…
Somehow, I just felt this tree had the will to survive! I’m sure Calf Creek has seen numerous flash-floods and these tree has managed to survive so long and it’s days are limited. Despite being nearly uprooted it still produces foliage.
Whether unearthed by a flash-flood or just tipping under their own weight these cottonwood trees are still alive and we used them to cross the creek. 🙂
Just a reminder to all you California invaders and transplants!
Main Street in Pioche, Nevada at midnight. Pioche was one of the wildest mining camps in the west in the late 1800s. It is said that over 76 people were killed in cold blood and shootouts before anyone died of natural causes. It never gained the notoriety of Tombstone or Dodge City because of how isolated and secluded this part of the country was. They say more people died in the violence that ensued in Pioche than the two other towns combined. There are a variety of ghost stories that locals will tell and I can feel the restlessness of whatever is left and still lurking. The history still lives in the presence. So, I try to capture what I feel through my images. There is an intuition at play in my photography and I hope you can see what I am feeling!
I follow the emotions…
This piece of artwork was called; Summer Thunder & Storm Pattern w/ Basket Guardian Rainbow by Lucy Leuppe McKelvey. This piece was priced at $3,500 dollars at the Cameron Trading Post in Northern Arizona. This was amazing so I had to grab a photo of the detail and texture!
No! I did not stick the boots on the cow. This is the way I found it. There’s some messed up people around here!
Was driving to Delta, Utah and saw this masterpiece on the roadside and it’s not your typical roadkill. Whoever stuck the boots on this poor beast is a little morbid. However, I needed to photograph this. So if anything good came out of this tragedy it is a slightly funny picture.