Zabriskie Point
Death Valley blew my mind. I was, in a way, expecting it to, but I guess you can never be truly prepared to have their mind blown even if you do know it’s coming. Sadly, I was not quite able to capture much of it on camera. Maybe next time.
The interesting thing is that the photograph that describes how it felt to me best is not a shot of the dunes or of the sand-hills, of which I took a few and will likely post here in a while, but a portrait of Marina. The more I do this the more I come to realize that it’s people that make photographs for me.
This was a four-person effort – Marina was posing, I was shooting, and two of our friends who went on this road trip with us were holding a reflector and a piece of tumble-weed to make the shadows really work.
To me, this photo justifies the 4 rolls of film that I shot and that barely have anything usable on them. I know that I will be coming back to this one later on in my life. It’s a memory that I now know will not slip away. This is why I do this.
