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Jay Em No. 8, Wyoming

Jay Em No. 8

Jay Em No. 8

It seems the more I visit Jay Em, the more I find. A magical place.

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Jay Em No. 5

Jay Em No. 5

Jay Em No. 5

It’s been nearly a year since I published a new image from one of my favorite lost towns of the West, Jay Em. I try to make it back at least once or twice each year, because I always find new images waiting for me in the recesses of its silent buildings. I’m going back again in July of this year, but in late May I made my first visit of 2013, and made a new set of images to tide me over for a few months. This is my favorite.

Lost Springs, Wyoming

Lost Springs

Lost Springs

I have a love affair with Wyoming. After all, It’s less than a five hour drive from my front door to the wide open spaces of the Wyoming High Plains, and I’ve been spending copious amounts of time there since before I could walk.

Lost Springs was one place I’d missed, however.

PlainSky, Nebraskans: Diner and Trailer, Harrison

Diner and Trailer, Harrison

Diner and Trailer, Harrison

I often look for irony in my surroundings, but seldom am I given this kind of palette. On a cold, windy day in Harrison, Nebraska (there are many cold, windy days there), I tried to show the interaction between rural decline, wind, landscape and culture in an image fraught with contradictions.