I guess they know. Ten days ago I decided for the hundredth time to go on living and went for a drive. At least I knew where I wanted to go and had a mission. Dropping a thousand feet down off the mesa to the bottom of the canyon of the Rio Grande at Pilar [...]
This spot is only about half a mile down the trail. Of course you’ve seen this view before. It’s always different, though, and alters my consciousness every time. The air on Saturday was so clean and cool (about 16°C/60°F), it burned my throat. We went three miles, and that was plenty—funny how it sometimes is [...]
It all started with the magic energy field generated by a visit to an artist in the canyon. Even before dropping down a thousand feet to Embudo, we hit a dimensional shift. The air was more transparent. The colors of the sky and landscape seemed more saturated, and it felt as if the underlying rocks [...]
It’s like dropping out of hyperspace onto an unknown planet. This spot is six miles and a thirty minute hike from where we live. The image above, a familiar view but never from this spot before, is actually a video still, which explains the aspect ratio (16:9). I call it “Flight Deck” because not only [...]
Perhaps you’ve already seen this on Twitter. You could have, if you follow me. Speaking of which, I just tweeted out this link to a photo essay I posted to Medium. It pretty much covers the last few posts here, plus this video.