That wind's gonna come and blow my blues away

I spent a (very) warm weekend exploring the High Plains of Colorado along with a few stops in Nebraska, Kansas, and New Mexico. It was nearly 105 degrees when I visited Courthouse and Jail Rocks on Friday afternoon and the heat never really let up except following a thunderstorm that I encountered in Comanche National Grassland.

Some photographs from the trip…

Post title: Mose Allison - Trouble in Mind

On with the show...

Thank you to everyone who came out this weekend for the openings of I’ve Been Here Before at Gallery 1516 here in Omaha. It great to see so many friendly faces and to share never-before-seen photographs in such a wonderful environment.

The show will be on display until August 28. Click here for more information.

The photographs that I am showing date back as far as 2013, when I first started exploring the Oglala National Grassland in earnest. There are four prints from that project, titled Oglala, on display in black and white. Since then, I’ve been wandering the Great Plains and taking a lot of photos that are slowly coming into shape as one project. I am experimenting with grouping the images as seen in this show - like subjects and compositions together in a Becher-inspired manner.

If you’re able to view I’ve Been Here Before, I hope you enjoy it.

Exhibition: I’ve Been Here Before

Images from West of Here and Oglala will be on display at Gallery 1516 in Omaha as part of the emerging artists exhibition “I’ve Been Here Before.” The show runs from July 15 - August 28 and also features work by Sophie Newell, Oria Simonini, Evan Stoler, and Katie B Temple.

Click here to learn more.

This Prairie

I’ve visited the Flint Hills of Kansas a few times now, inspired first by the sprawling detail of PrairyErth by William Least Heat-Moon and more recently by the thoughtful photography of Philip Heying. This was the first trip where I really spent time focusing the landscape, rather than the settlements. The Hills are remarkably green in late Spring, dotted with bands and fields of rocks, and they are far more lush than Nebraska’s Sandhills that I have oft-explored.

The weather didn’t always cooperate, but it still was an inspiring and productive trip.