I recall my first trip to Death Valley, California. No, it wasn't to hitch up the twenty mules and pull Borax, it was strangely, a photo jaunt. That was in the days of film and I was told to bring about six rolls per day to shoot. We of course arrived there from Los Angeles at high noon, and when I took one look at the dunes I figured I could do the whole trip on one roll. It was pretty bleak looking and this being my freshman year in photography, I didn't know about the magic of early and late light. When I finally had the joy of hiking in the dark with a little penlight, struggling up the soft dunes and trying to figure out exactly where I was, I was sure one roll would be more than enough. By sunrise however , the reason for being there became apparent to even me. The light, the sky, the dunes and the shadows were as they say "gaspers". It is a definite winter season trip unless of course you are some kind of masochist and get off on heat stroke. The last trip to this iconic location was with a group of friends this last March. We visited the ghost town of Rhyolite and had a blast. We experimented with painting the buildings with light at night, playing with the "Last Supper ghosts" and hitting the usual spots photographers throng to.
So many pictures.......so little space but I'll try to give you a taste. Go ahead partner....click HERE
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