John Hamilton Farr [that’s me] lives at 7,000 feet in Ranchos de Taos, New Mexico, U.S.A. As New York Times best-selling author James C. Moore (Bush’s Brain) put it in a review of John’s first book, “Buffalo Lights is the work of a man attuned to the world who sees it differently than you and I and writes about it with a language and a vision of life that is impossible to ignore.”
Hello! That was the official 3rd-person blurb. I also like what the late Bill Whaley wrote in my copy of Gringo Lessons: “You’re one of the few who arrived and immediately experienced the spiritual imagination of the place and appreciated it in an articulate and instinctive way. What intrigues me is how many people move here and are tone deaf. I can’t figure out why they are here since they might as well live in Colorado: beautiful but soulless…the chthonic spirits are absent. ‘Course sometimes a man needs relief from the resonating spirits. They can drive you mad.”
As if I needed any help. This year the love of my life went to heaven without me. I am still not fit for company yet neither am I dead. Just look at all this stuff. My first NFT photography collection is dedicated to Katie Jane. I named it after my Substack newsletter, GODDAMN BUFFALO (free option!). Current JHFARR.COM posts originate at Substack. (See signup form below ↓)
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