Often, travelers in the Sand Hills have only the land and trains to keep them company as they drive the long expanse of Highway 2 from Alliance to Broken Bow. As I passed Mullen, Nebraska, I found comfort in a Burlington Northern coal train’s partnership with my journey for a few moments, and I made this image to remind me of that shared trip.
I often find the beauty of a location is in the details, and for many newcomers to the Sand Hills of Nebraska, that can be hard to see; after all, other than the Nebraska National Forest at Halsey, there are few, or often no, trees. Makings images here is about opening one’s eyes, and at sunset during winter, the light on this stand of grass caught mine.
Near sunset in January, I found a small field of nightshades atop a mesa in northern New Mexico. As the sun set, the warm winter light filtered through the husks of the fruit, creating an infinite family of small, textured natural lanterns, and I made this image.
On a cold, early morning in January, I found this dormant shrub in an alcove of the Carmelite Convent that is home to the Santa Fe Photographic Workshops. The morning light bouncing off the bush onto the adobe wall fascinated me, and gave me an opportunity to make this picture–a “quiet image,” as one of my photographer friends would call it.