A couple of Catron County cowboys horse around during the annual Pie Town Festival in Pie Town, New Mexico
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2012
cowboy
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2012
Sketches: Native Cowboy
A young Indian cowboy sits alone and brooding high in the stands at the International Indian Finals Rodeo in Albuquerque, New Mexico, September 2012.
The contestants wait all evening for the shot at glory. Whether it be a barrel race lasting nearly a minute, a team calf roping event lasting half a minute, or the eternity that 8 seconds can seem on the back of a raging bull, they have one chance in the evening to pull off a great ride or to suffer abject defeat and possible injury.
I don’t know what led this young cowpoke to brood so: a poor ride; a father’s scolding; the mocking of friends. But it was clear he needed to be with his own thoughts for a while.
The International Indian Finals Rodeo drew competitors from Calgary, from Hopi, from Mescalero Apache, from Navajo and from many in between, with each competitor carrying the pride of their tribe on their shoulders. In addition, they carried the pride of Native, First Nation’s People.
There were not many spectators. A few curious attendees, but mostly the sense was that the stands were populated with the competitors’ family members. But I tell you, the competitors were as good as they come.
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2012
Sketches: Beaverbones
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Sketches: Cow Young Men
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Sketches: Leaner
I went to Pie Town, New Mexico this past weekend along with Dan Milnor from Smogranch, Charlene Winfred from Perth, Australia, and Flemming Bo Jensen from Denmark for the Pie Festival. The town is a stone’s throw from my late father-in-laws ranch and I’d been there many times before, to have pie and to have lunch. This time the annual Pie Town Festival was going on complete with pie eating contest, pie queen, horseshoe competition and all sorts of good family fun.
I also briefly met Arthur Drooker through Dan, who has been remaking the Farm Security Administration portfolio that Russell Lee made back in the depression. He calls it Pie Town Revisited. Really cool stuff. If you happen to be driving through Pie Town (!) the photographs are on display in the Pie-O-Neer cafe on the north side of the road. Worth a visit.
Personally, I prefer the Good Pie Cafe on the south side of the road where I found the fellows in the picture. I especially like their chocolate pie. My son likes the milkshakes.
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May
2012
It’s not for me to know…
“It’s not for me to know; it’s for me to find out (discover).” This thought is what came to me as I browsed through some William Albert Allard images on the National Geographic site online. Allard, a 50 year contributor to the Geographic, is known for his incredible use of color as a compositional tool as well as his intimate stories in light other photographers wouldn’t choose to use.
What struck me as I looked at his images is how close he gets to his subjects. I’m not talking about positional distance, although he does that too. I mean how intimate the images become. It is as if he captures that essence of a moment that shows the subjects in all their three dimensional human depth. It is as if he manages to make an image from inside the subject’s defenses, from beyond the mask.
And even more, what Allard manages to capture in these images is not only the subject, but a piece of himself. And in doing so he captures a piece of me. Repeatedly I’ve found myself looking at an image thinking, “I know that feeling!” There is a piece of me in those images, and I imagine there is a piece of Allard, and of you too. That is good photography!
So why do I share all this? Well, I try to be better and better at photographing. I’m trying to learn what makes a good image and I’m trying to learn how to do it myself. A friend of mine suggested not too subtly that I not collect my own work but rather collect the good works of others. He suggested this mostly to spur along my artistic efforts, I know. And he has succeeded. So, I’ve been perusing the works of others including Allard, Steve McCurry, Larry Towell, Martin Parr, Yousuf Karsh and others. and I keep asking myself, “how did/do they do that?”
That question is not about the technical aspect of an image; I can figure that part out. It’s about the access; it’s about the edit; it’s about the moment; it’s about the intimacy; it’s about recognizing what matters out of all the uncontrollable chaos that exists in the world swirling around us all the time. And I realize, it is not for me to know by looking at others’ work; it is for me to discover – in the world, in front of my camera, in my images. These photographers managed to capture the images they did because they went seeking that intimacy. They let themselves become known and they let themselves discover others.
They got close, really close, and found that reflection of themselves in others and made an image of that. So, the question then arises, is how do I find that reflection of myself in my subjects, in the world? And show it?
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Jul
2011
Polo Teaser
As some of you know my wife and I were invited to visit a ranching friend of ours this past weekend and attend a polo match on his property. I’d never seen polo before and was unaware such a spirited and vibrant community existed in the state of New Mexico. Here is an image as a teaser of more to come. I took close to 800 frames while there so hopefully I can manage a decent photo-essay.
