You Never Know

Headwaters of the San Pedro River
Whetstone, AZ

My job often takes me to remote locations off the beaten path. Have to admit there are times I wonder what I am doing and why. Then I encounter something out of the ordinary. Something which catches my eye and heightens my curiosity. There's always time to pull off to the side of the road and compose an image.

Junk Yard
Whetstone, AZ

Several weeks ago my assignment was to visit a landfill and also  find an abandoned junk yard. Truthfully this was beyond a the beaten path and remote enough that it could not be found on a GPS. It was well worth the trip down several unpaved gravel roads. At a dip in the road, in the midst of the high desert, I found this refreshing stream surrounded by stately cottonwoods. The light peaked through clouds and branches and softly lit the grass along the stream. Everything was picture perfect. I took a few shots from my car window and then moved on.

Down the road was my find, the abandoned junk yard, amongst cottonwoods and unkept trailer homes. Old rust cars were strewn everywhere in all directions what appeared to endlessly. Still another photo opportunity of a different kind. This time I used my iPhone and thought about the story I would tell. You never know what you will find. Somehow for me, I find the time to make it all pretty and right. My heart wants it that way and my spirit won't give in until I make it so.

Bloom Where You Are Planted

Asphalt and Flowers
Catalina Foothills
Tucson, AZ

Been walking on the asphalt pavement alongside the Catalina Foothills here in Tucson. Each day, I try to get a good four mile hike up and down the steep inclines. Usually, my eyes are cast on only whats immediately in front of me or along the periphery.

A couple of days ago, I chose to look down and  noticed that something was emerging between the asphalt cracks worn by the long summer desert heat. Blooms were emerging from this harsh unlikely place.  A few days later, I noticed that the blooms had become flowers and that nature was determined that even in this unlikely place we would witness something beautiful.

In my solitude, away from family and friends, I've often wondered why this was my immediate destiny. As I contemplated the flowers there between the asphalt cracks and to the side of the desert, I had my answer. It's my lot to bloom in an unlikely place; to bloom where I've been planted.

Slowly, the answers are coming unfolding it seems, a petal at a time. It's not financial gain that's beginning to happen but rather an evolution of a dream. Here, in this place, my work has blossomed. Soon it will be showcased at the Steinway Piano Gallery, appropriately beneath the Catalina Foothills within walking distance of my apartment. While I am here, in this place, this is what I am supposed to do. Sometimes we bloom in the most unlikeliest places, but we bloom.

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Just a Walk

Near Sin Vacas
Catalina Foothills
Tucson, AZ

"God never made an ugly landscape. 

All that the sun shines on is beautiful, so long as it is wild"

--John Muir

Walks afford me the opportunity to purge my mind and refresh my soul. The undulation of the mountainside gives me a natural baptism.  When I emerge, I am reborn by the evaporated moisture of sweat and the opening of the eyes.

My choices are limited by my exile and I am driven by awakening senses. To that extent, the wilderness experience has sharpened my visual and spiritual perceptions. Each day has fractions of unique experiences which I try to capture, interpret and share, like a Catholic cantor. You've unwittingly become parishioners. a live audience. To that extent, my chronicling is equally mine as it's yours. This cantor/chronicler is motivated by not solely his senses but by your reactions. Hope the images do not disappoint. Every now and then let me know.

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Dragoons

Dragoon Boulders
I-10 Rest Stop
East of Benson, AZ

Made my journey back to Dallas. Drove five hours from to Tucson to El Paso, where I caught a plane for the second half of the trip. The topography gets wide open to the east of Tucson and the mountain ranges are further apart. To the east of the city past the the Santa Ritas lie the historic Chirahuacuas were the Indian warrior stood his ground against the US Cavalry and westward expansion; north and east are the shapely boulders of the Dragoon Mountains where Wyatt Earp captured and tortured "Indian Charlie" who had murdered his brother Morgan in Tombstone.

History and topography mix in this region a place of wide open spaces and plenty of room for thought and imaginations. Although I was in a hurry and had a deadline to meet, I took some time to study the shapes of these boulders with the hope of sometime coming back to shoot more. Georgia O'Keefe herself would have painted these sensuous monuments, I am sure.

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Snow Dust

Snow Dust on the Catalinas
Tucson, AZ

"In every walk with Nature one receives far more than he seeks."

--John Muir

Hard to believe that a few days ago the temperature dropped low enough to allow a dusting of snow here in Tucson and the Catalinas got a white comforter draped over it. Two weeks later, we had temperatures in the low to mid 90's. (Several hours after sunset the relief came in the form of nice comfortable 70 degree evening.) This is the high desert.

It's easy to become enamored by both weather and topography here. I seldom not notice what is going on around me. Each day is different and nature brings me it's unique package of visual joy. She has more outfit changes than a female host at any television award ceremony, oscar's or emmy's. It's easy to see why I allow my eyes to indulge.

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Enjoy Now

Saddle Horn
East of Sonoita, AZ

"The world is big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark."

--John Muir

The vastness of places like Arizona helps us comprehend how much we can truly see if we eliminate the obstructions and impediments in our lives. Remove them and you can see the obvious beauty that surrounds us on a daily basis. Nature provides us with its own unique drama each day there are no reruns.

Near the Lazy J2 Ranch
Patagonia, AZ

We switch gears as we mature. Our priorities evolve we are no longer simply about survival but rather enjoying the life and the time we have left. Life is not only about work but about the enjoyment of each second which accumulates into minutes and hours and days. We were meant to enjoy not by years but rather by seconds. As a photographer, I even have the distinct pleasure of enjoying life by the fractions of seconds.

Employers want us enjoy our time two weeks at a time at best. In some cases, we  break that up into smaller pieces and rob ourselves of complete relaxation and enjoyment. The pace we keep stresses productivity and minimizes or postpones relaxation and living. We work and live towards retirement. That truly doesn't make sense. Age provides no assurances that we will be able to enjoy the things we postpone. We have been convinced of something that simply is a hoax. Enjoy what you can now. Live now by the second, by the minute, by the hour, and by the day.

By the way, to my readers in the UK, if you would like to enjoy Southeast Arizona. Please contact me. I would be able to help you see and experience the real American West now. It's affordable. You may want to do it now.

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Exploring Light

Catalinas: View from Sunset Canyon
Tucson, AZ

"Climb the mountains and get their good tidings."

John Muir

One of our favorite common expressions is "I've seen the light". There is however a difference between seeing the light and studying it. The two are not mutually exclusive, but they are different. Under either scenario it requires a conscience choice. To be awakened your senses must be functioning.

By circumstance and by choice, I've seen the light and I've witnessed first hand the effects it has on the nearby mountain; how by the end of the day, it's long shadows cover blemishes and accentuates its form. Right at sunset, the majestic Catalinas, blush embarrassed by attention given by many mountain lovers.

Seeing the light is not enough. Even studying it is not enough nor is witnessing. What you do with that experience requires more that's why I share it with you.

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