Today, several of my images were published for the Picture the West feature on cowboypoetry.com . I wanted to share them here with you as well.
This image was created for a project with Donnie Blanz (donnieblanz.com) which included his songs and my images and aired on Blue Highways TV (bluehighwaystv.com), a division of RFD-TV. Will Scott, a long-time cowboy and upcoming actor is the rider in this image, made at the Cocoroque Ranch just west of Tucson a couple of years ago. “Chasin’ Clouds” is the image that will be seen in all the promotions for the 20th anniversary of Festival of the West (festivalofthewest.com) in 2010.
Meet Colter Moore, a young cowboy and horseman who works on the Price Canyon Ranch in Rodeo, Arizona. While riding out one evening in 2006, Colter paused at the edge of a rim overlooking the valley and looked at the storm clouds rolling in. We made it home just as the rain started to hit.
In 2006, at the Price Canyon Ranch, I got up early to photograph in the early morning Arizona light…truly golden. The rancher’s daughter came into the meadow by the pond and this image jumped into my camera.
Kristin True, of the White Stallion Ranch in northwest Tucson, was out very early in the morning ponying one of her horses before the busy ranch day started. This image was made in 2006 and it continues to be one of my favorite images of a real working ranch woman. That summer, the entire riding program was being taken care of by women.
While out at the Price Canyon Ranch in Rodeo, Arizona in 2006, my novice horseman husband (left) came on a ride with Colter Moore and me. He was just starting to “find the canter” and I suggested that he and Colter ride across a stretch of land awhile and that he mimic whatever Colter was doing. The resulting synchronicity was beautiful.
Don Godard of Cornville, Arizona, is a true cowboy whose reputation is well known up in his part of the Arizona desert. In his seventies, he still actively works cattle. I met him while vacationing at a small ranch in Sedona two days after this year’s Arizona Cowboy Poetry Gathering (azcowboypoets.org) in Prescott. Our host let us know that he would be out by the cows early in the morning to take a few head off the ranch. Easy going, full of stories, he had the cattle loaded lickety-split and leaned on the gate to talk a bit before heading off. Sycamore Springs has cottonwoods for cover in a little valley with a spring running through it, and an hour passed in what seemed ten minutes. In that time we went from a handshake to a hug and I do believe I’ve found a new friend.