The White Place

I spent an afternoon and night at La Plaza Blanca, made well known by Georgia O’Keeffe’s affinity for the place and her wonderful paintings. It’s not a place that many people visit, especially in winter, and it was wonderful to spend a very quiet night (with the coyotes for company) and early morning there.

It feels like the world that we all live in these days is very far away here, and there is a tremendous beauty; especially when the sun has just set or is just beginning to rise. I am very grateful to the Dar Al Islam mosque, on whose land it sits, for allowing people to appreciate it.


Jemez River Canyon

So here’s the thing. I’ve been a few times to this beautiful place where the east fork of the Jemez river travels through this beautiful little meadow with volcanic rock formations along it. But the trail stops about 2 miles in, and the river goes through a steep canyon where there is no room for a trail, and very steep cliffs. There’s another way in from the other side, but that stops at the canyon as well.

So I went out and bought some waders and strapped my crampons on them and headed out the other day. It’s a really beautiful place, absolutely quiet and remote feeling. It’s a little hard to tell from Santa Fe what the weather is going to be like, so it was overcast much of the time, but still very worth seeing.

This is the entrance from the west side, where I had to stop last time.
Looking down from the first cliff.
Heading into the canyon
this was taken by a Russian drone that went by
I had to climb to get past a steep ice covered fall – this is the view from up there
Sun breaking through towards the end of the day
Hillside in shadow and sun
Here I was following a coyote’s tracks the rest of the way
Looking east looking back towards the sun hitting the trees
Late afternoon light
Lovely little meadow towards the end of the hike

Chama River Canyon

I spent an afternoon and then a very early morning in the Chama river canyon near Ghost Ranch, trying to get there before the cottonwoods started to lose their leaves. I was a bit late, but there was a glorious hunter’s moon, and a beautiful sunset and sunrise.

There were clouds covering the horizon when the moon rose, so I had a little time to drive up to the little town of Los Ojos to shoot before sleeping in the canyon and getting up early to catch the dawn, which was pretty amazing. Finally, there is a classic overlook on the river as one drives up the hill past Abiquiu, and i spent a little time wandering around there.

This was the last of the urgent fall photo journeys, so now I have a bunch of paintings to finish and some studio improvements….


Aspens in Autumn

It rained unexpectedly last Sunday night (the one before the debate) and the next day was very windy, so I decided I needed to get up to the mountains pretty soon, even though the trees weren’t quite at their height yet. I got up there in early afternoon and came back well after night fell, after spending a breathless day up there. As usual, once I left the main trail, I was mostly alone up there. It’s pretty hard not to be filled with wonder.

It takes me quite a while to go through all the photos, both grading and re-grading them, and trying to decide which ones work best. As it happens I pulled my back in yoga class (more enthusiasm than intelligence) and it rained twice more since then, so for this year, this is what I’ve been able to photograph. One thing I hadn’t realized was that the lights of Santa Fe are visible up there through the trees once it gets dark; that’s pretty cool.

Because it was so windy, the trees were constantly blowing around and leaning and scraping against one another. During the day it was pretty cool, but after it got dark and I was alone up there, it was a little bit creepy….