I walk the desert.

I follow old roads and survey lines.

I photograph what remains and write what stays.

This is a long project about heat, distance, and the quiet work of witness.

A black and white photo of a person standing alone in a vast, dry desert landscape with cracked ground, mountains on the horizon, clouds in the sky, and the sun shining.

Journal

Work

Black and White

Essays

Poetry

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