At the end of the song, so long
Photographs from one last trek this year to the expanse of the Great Plains in the Dakotas, Montana, and Nebraska.
Post title: The Promise Ring - Say Goodbye Good
Blue in Green
Photographs of Nebraska’s Sandhill region, many made on one-lane blacktop roads listening to jazz and thinking of what’s to come.
This may or may not be the start of something new.
I experimented with a telephoto lens to take landscape photographs for the first time in many years in an attempt to isolate some of the details of the landscape. The Sandhills are a fascinating place, full of subtle variations in color and shape, but I have always struggled to capture them in a way that does all of this justice. Time will tell if I find success or not.
Enjoy!
Post Title: Miles Davis - Blue in Green
I was born lost and take no pleasure in being found
Back in June, I spent a few days in North Dakota visiting many new places and some I had been inspired by on a previous trip during the spring of 2013, places like Antler, only a few miles from a very quiet Canadian Border, and Devil’s Lake, a natural phenomenon that has grown exponentially over the last few decades due to changing climate. The weather spent almost the entire time I was on the road threatening to due something but politely holding back when I needed it, for the most part.
All of these images are part of a yet-untiled Great Plains project that is taking shape in my mind with photographs from the past decade of wanderings. I think I’m nearing the point that I will call the making photographs portion of it done, and then I’ll focus on making something out of it for a book and unveiling at a group show at Gallery 1516 here in Omaha next year.
It’s just about time for something new. What that is and how that works - I am not entirely sure. That’s the (mostly) fun part of all of this and why I’ve kept at it for a good 15 years so far.
Post title: John Steinbeck - Travels with Charley: In Search of America
Everything is flat and empty here
I’ve been back in Omaha for a few days and have begun the task of going through all of the images I created during my road trip last week. After every trip like this, I go through cycles of both satisfaction and unhappiness with what I managed to capture. At the moment, I’m mostly on board with the bulk of what I see in the images.
Texas was the last part of the American portion of the Great Plains that I had yet to explore. These photographs will ultimately be part of a larger project that I have been working on for a number of years now, something that is either almost finished or needs more thought.
I’ll figure out, eventually.
Post title: The Last Picture Show (1971)