A Road Trip Through Eastern Nevada and the Mojave Desert
Last fall I took a road trip through the Great Basin country of Eastern Nevada and the Mojave Desert of Southern California. I’ve added two new images to my active collection from the trip.
The first (above) is an image of rabbitbrush catching the last light of day in a high country meadow. It was shot in Great Basin National Park, NV. I was drawn to the way the warm shades of ochre and yellow in the flowering heads contrasted with the cool cyan of the foliage. To my eye, that combination makes for a harmonious color “chord”.
I returned recently to Southeastern Utah, one of my favorite places on the planet. Over a week, I traversed the stretch between the town of Boulder on the west and the Colorado border on the east. It is an area of wide open roads and just a few small towns, widely scattered and relatively isolated.
I spent the last night in Mexican Hat where people routinely drive one hundred miles to Cortez, Colorado to get to a supermarket and other services that most of us think of as daily essentials.
I was commissioned by the Boston Symphony Orchestra to create a montage of ninety of my images to be projected above the orchestra for two performances during the Spring Pops season.
The music was Antonin Dvorak’s Symphony No. 9, “From the New World”. The conductor was Keith Lockhart who continues with the Pops and in 2010 added the title of Principal Conductor of the BBC Concert Orchestra to his assignments. He recently conducted the ensemble in Queen Elizabeth’s Diamond Jubilee Concert.
In April I traveled to the Southern Appalachians of Tennessee and North Carolina. I spent a week working to capture the first green haze of emerging leaves as spring progressed from lower to higher elevations in Great Smoky Mountains National Park. I started and ended the trip in the bucolic gateway community of Townsend, TN (see iPhone photo above).
I was fortunate to arrive at the right time. The lower slopes were just beginning to go past, but the higher ridges were still in the leafless browns and grays of winter.
In July my wife Karen and I traveled to New Mexico again to show at Art Santa Fe. This was the eighth year that we have exhibited at this “boutique” art fair. Once again, the event brought together galleries from Europe, Asia, Latin America, and the United States.
I had a juried single-artist space at Art San Diego from September 6th through 9th, 2012. The fair, in its fourth year, was held in the Balboa Park Activities Center.
Art San Diego casts a wider subject matter net than most other art fairs. There were zones within the exhibit hall dedicated to Contemporary Art, Mid-Century and Modern Art, Contemporary Furniture Design, and Curated Solo-Artist Booths. I had one of the latter.
I exhibited at Art Santa Fe in July for the fifth consecutive year. I keep going back because my work seems to be finding a growing audience in Northern New Mexico—not only among local Santa Feans but also among art-aware people from across the country who come back year after year to spend their summers in the region.
In June my wife Karen and I finished what turned out to be a three year project—the designing and building of a house. We did not set out to do that. We intended to find an existing home that would cut Karen’s commute in half and give me more space for my office, studio, and storage.
After a year of looking without finding anything that met our idiosyncratic needs, and egged on by our realtor whose father is a builder in Colorado (“It’s not that hard, just build one”) we did find a property in exactly the right spot and we did just that, we built one.
Received via email from a patient at the UC San Diego Moores Cancer Center:
First off I’d like to start by thanking you. I’m sure this will come as complete surprise to you, but you don’t know just how instrumental you have been in my recovery from cancer, AML (Leukemia) to be specific. I was diagnosed with Leukemia in June of last year and was treated at the UCSD cancer center.
Once I was able to leave my hospital room after 5 months of treatments, I came across Aspens After a Morning Rain in the Moores Cancer Center where I still get weekly treatments. I still sit in front of that picture which I believe you donated and put myself in a better place.