Boca de Chorro, New Mexico 2017
Walking, I followed the road at first. With consideration of my bellowing fear, I followed the paw prints. Until I felt, I was being watched, too intensely. These lands are caustic, and full of life.
Boca de Chorro & Saxe-Patterson, Taos, New Mexico. 2017
The gardens were surrounded by long islands of blades standing in crescendo. Trees emerged, and bled into the grass.
Boca de Chorro & Saxe-Patterson Taos, New Mexico 2017
When we escaped the ceramics studio that day, I was already on my way to frustration. As they talked about the semantics of a home, I moved into the wild that was only a few feet away.
Placarding Painting. 2022
