There isn't much to talk about this photograph in terms of quality -- the hazy sky is washed out and not very attractive, and there's not much detail in the shadows -- but Monument Valley is one of my favorite places. This shot illustrates a part of its attractiveness to me: A dirt road leading to where? What were the stories of the Indians who lived here long ago, and who live near here now? A sense of mystery. Starkness. The outcroppings to the left and center are called, quite appropriately, Left Mitten and Right Mitten.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Monument Valley Haze
There isn't much to talk about this photograph in terms of quality -- the hazy sky is washed out and not very attractive, and there's not much detail in the shadows -- but Monument Valley is one of my favorite places. This shot illustrates a part of its attractiveness to me: A dirt road leading to where? What were the stories of the Indians who lived here long ago, and who live near here now? A sense of mystery. Starkness. The outcroppings to the left and center are called, quite appropriately, Left Mitten and Right Mitten.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Bridge Over the Digdeguash River
This covered bridge is next to my uncle's "camp" next to the Digdeguash River, not far from St. Andrews, New Brunswick, my father's birthplace. Vandals burned down the bridge one Halloween some years ago. I shot the photograph in 1984 while on a trip with my college friend Rob Krier. Rob was born on May 10, just like me, though he is much, much older.
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