Thursday, January 30, 2014

Death Vally National Park at Sunrise

“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature -- the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.” 
― Rachel Carson, Silent Spring


Sunday, January 26, 2014

20 Mule Team Canyon in the morning light. Color, light, texture and hiking in complete solitude this morning. Some of the most breathtaking, unique and complex landscapes I'd ever seen. I'll never be able to convey, I fear, the beauty that was in Death Valley.

Friday, January 24, 2014

Outdoor Photographer Magazine Banner Image

Selected by Outdoor Photographer Magazine as "Editor's Favorite" 
Banner Image by Valerie Millett
Beautiful morning light in the Mesquite Dunes of Death Valley this month. 

Sunday, January 19, 2014

The Moon Shining Over Me

Seems so strange that an innocuous gesture could spin a life in such a direction. One of the only times I ever remember my parents posing as a family was on a trip to the Grand Canyon when I was perhaps 8 or 9 years old. While I carried remnants of that trip with me my whole life, there were pivotal moments that in the end steered a course. 

My mother at some time in the trip had gone to the visitors center and bought a little plastic box of polished rocks. One of things I remember fondly about my childhood was that my mother was gift giver and when times where difficult she seemed to be able to distract from the moment by an impromptu gesture of delight. 


Inside this little plastic box were dozens of beautiful little worlds of color, lines and patterns and what seemed so significant to me was that they were real. I could hold them in my hands know that they came from somewhere out there just as beautiful, just as real and I wanted to know everything about them. I studied them, read about them and knew the names for all of them. Tigers eye and Apache tears, yellow jasper and polished agates, rose quartz and turquoise. It sparked a curiosity and lifelong love affair with rocks, rock formations and hiking. I didn't know until after my mother had passed as I going through her things, that she too collected rocks as a child. 

Friday, January 17, 2014

“A picture is a secret about a secret, 
the more it tells you the less you know.” 
― Diane Arbus

From the Emerald Pool hike in Zion National Park in Utah. 
Photographer in Death Valley

Wednesday, January 15, 2014


I dreamt of you,
those days ago, those eyes of blue.
Now I'm lost on this land
Sitting here atop this sand.
Lost in life, in love as well.
Living in a private hell. 
All those things I never knew 
about the man with eyes of blue. 
When I move on to another world, 
I'll still dream of 
you. 


Sunday, January 12, 2014


Mesquite Dune, Death Valley National Park

I camped out of my SUV inside Death Valley National Park. 
One night, nestled in my sleeping bag and quite comfortable, I pulled back my window covering to see the stars. The most perfect vision of The Big Dipper was just outside my window. 
I rested my head back and watched the heavens. 
In the background I hear the coyotes breaking 
the desert silence. 

Shame On The Moon


Once inside a woman's heart
A man must keep his head.
Heaven opens up the door,
where angels fear to tread.
Some men go crazy.
Some men go slow.
Some men go just where they want.
Some men never go
Blame It On The Moon

Friday, January 10, 2014


"It is a dull sensation, your heart breaking, like the sound of a pebble dropping on the sand. Not a shattering, not a tearing apart, there is nothing shrill or grandiose about the sensation. It is merely an internal realization that something treasured you never knew you had is leaving forever." 
— Samantha Bruce-Benjamin 

Thursday, January 09, 2014

Death Valley has a complex geologic history. In the Tertiary Period (65.5 - 2 million years ago.) a chain of volcanoes from Furnace Creek to Shoshone, buried the ancient rocks of the Black Mountains. The mineral deposits from the volcanic activity created the beautiful colors we see now in the Artist's Palette area. 

Fast forward all these years and wander around this area the you'll be transported back in time when the lands around you reveal their past secrets. I loved hiking around these structures (they're huge) and feeling the ancient spirit of the landscape. I was mesmerized by the fluidity, color and texture. I was inspired to capture it photographically and I was honored to be present in its spectacular timeline.

Wednesday, January 08, 2014


Badlands at Sunrise
Death Valley National Park 2014

Tuesday, January 07, 2014

"I write to give myself strength. I write to be the characters that I am not. I write to explore all the things I'm afraid of. " 
— Joss Whedon




Titus Canyon Road, Death Valley National Park

Artist's Palette


Artist's Palette is on the face of the Black Mountains located in Death Valley National Park. The beautiful variations of color are caused by the oxidation of different metals in the ground. Red, pink and yellow are from iron salts, green is from decomposing tuff-derived mica, and manganese produces the purple hues. 

Monday, January 06, 2014


Desert Floor at Mesquite Dunes
Zabriskie 


“I live my life until I start the cycle of my dreams,
then I leave and search for you until I die.
When I come back,
I live to remember,
I live to find you” 
― Molly Bryant, Wandering Souls