Mojave Winds #12 - Nocturne of Shadow
Death Valley National Park, California
November 2014
While I have been photographing Death Valley for over a decade, I did not create an image of the sand dunes that I was truly proud of until this one, four and a half years after my first visit. Thus, Nocturne of Shadow will always have a special place in my heart.
Mojave Winds is a carefully curated collection of my very best photographs of sand dunes, made throughout a decade of exploring Death Valley.
Dunes are my favorite subject, for many reasons: the way the sand reflects all the colors of light and sky, the sinuous and sensual forms, the mind-bending patterns, the seemingly infinite layers, and the way the surface seems alive in the wind. Above all, when I roam the dunes, I feel free. There are no trails; there is no destination. I follow my whims, and time disappears. I will be forever captivated by the desolate beauty of the desert, and there is no place more emblematic of this feeling for me than the dune fields of the Mojave.
Some of these photographs were made in the midst of extreme windstorms, as relentless gusts stung my skin with sand. Some were made in perfect stillness—so peacefully quiet, at times, that I could hear my own blood flowing with each beat of my heart. All of them tell a story written by wind and time.
Mojave Winds is a carefully curated collection of my very best photographs of sand dunes, made throughout a decade of exploring Death Valley.
Dunes are my favorite subject, for many reasons: the way the sand reflects all the colors of light and sky, the sinuous and sensual forms, the mind-bending patterns, the seemingly infinite layers, and the way the surface appears alive in the wind.
Above all: when I roam the dunes, I feel free. There are no trails; there is no destination. I follow my whims, and time disappears. I will be forever captivated by the desolate beauty of the desert, and there is no place more emblematic of this feeling for me than the dune fields of the Mojave.
Some of these photographs were made in the midst of extreme windstorms, as relentless gusts stung my skin with sand. Some were made in perfect stillness—so peacefully quiet, at times, that I could hear my own blood flowing with every beat of my heart. All of them tell a story written by wind and time.
Mojave Winds #12 - Nocturne of Shadow
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Mojave Winds #12 - Nocturne of Shadow
Death Valley National Park, California
November 2014
While I have been photographing Death Valley for over a decade, I did not create an image of the sand dunes that I was truly proud of until this one, four and a half years after my first visit. Thus, Nocturne of Shadow will always have a special place in my heart.
Mojave Winds is a carefully curated collection of my very best photographs of sand dunes, made throughout a decade of exploring Death Valley.
Dunes are my favorite subject, for many reasons: the way the sand reflects all the colors of light and sky, the sinuous and sensual forms, the mind-bending patterns, the seemingly infinite layers, and the way the surface seems alive in the wind. Above all, when I roam the dunes, I feel free. There are no trails; there is no destination. I follow my whims, and time disappears. I will be forever captivated by the desolate beauty of the desert, and there is no place more emblematic of this feeling for me than the dune fields of the Mojave.
Some of these photographs were made in the midst of extreme windstorms, as relentless gusts stung my skin with sand. Some were made in perfect stillness—so peacefully quiet, at times, that I could hear my own blood flowing with each beat of my heart. All of them tell a story written by wind and time.
Mojave Winds is a carefully curated collection of my very best photographs of sand dunes, made throughout a decade of exploring Death Valley.
Dunes are my favorite subject, for many reasons: the way the sand reflects all the colors of light and sky, the sinuous and sensual forms, the mind-bending patterns, the seemingly infinite layers, and the way the surface appears alive in the wind.
Above all: when I roam the dunes, I feel free. There are no trails; there is no destination. I follow my whims, and time disappears. I will be forever captivated by the desolate beauty of the desert, and there is no place more emblematic of this feeling for me than the dune fields of the Mojave.
Some of these photographs were made in the midst of extreme windstorms, as relentless gusts stung my skin with sand. Some were made in perfect stillness—so peacefully quiet, at times, that I could hear my own blood flowing with every beat of my heart. All of them tell a story written by wind and time.