Santa Fe Light
Tail Light, Santa Fe
Yesterday I only had two photographs to choose from; today, in Santa Fe, I have 28. Each visit I have made to the town over the last ten years has proved to be rich in images though not quite of the type one might expect from such a storied location; there is something special about the New Mexico light but it does not stir me to make National Geographic cover submissions when I am in the state’s capital. Perhaps half of all the images I have shot here have been abstracts, half of the remainder have been store windows, and the rest have been of people; but very few of them appear on first sight to be specific to Santa Fe.
It seems that there is a Santa Fe muse that calls on me when I am here. I can rationalize it as a combination of being off duty and on vacation, being in a place where cameras are on every second arm and raise no eyebrows, being in an art Mecca so who wouldn’t be inspired? But I think there is something more than simple psychology at work for there is a strand that ties all the images that I make here together (and subtly different from those I make elsewhere) even if it is not as obvious as the turquoise and adobe reflected in this car body.
