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      <image:caption>Arrival Arrival represents a journey through the layers of texture and time. When I first captured the metal fragments, I was struck by the natural erosion and rust patterns that had formed over time. To me, this piece feels like an arrival point, as though it tells the story of a long journey shaped by the elements and time itself. The symmetrical forms evoke a sense of balance and permanence, yet there’s still an undercurrent of energy and change. For me, Arrival is about finding beauty in the process of decay and renewal, where every scar and mark becomes part of the story.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Chaotic Interactions Inspired by the rugged textures and muted colors of discarded metal scattered across the Mojave Desert. I was particularly fascinated by the way the blues, yellows, and dark tones came together to create a sense of depth and mystery. The final result feels almost like a portal—something both industrial and organic. My goal was to show how even the most unassuming, forgotten objects can possess an inherent beauty when seen from a different perspective.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Chaus Spaces Desert metal turns into a chaotic pattern of abrupt reds, greys, and tans with luminescence framed by oxidation. I played with the light in time, shifting the emphasis throughout this artwork from a simple piece of abstract art to a mystery of emotions and stories.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Crystal Dancers Silica sands at the macro level overflow with the fanciful dreams of tribal ceremonies. Looking closer, the image depicts multiple stories, each with a different narrative, a narrative only to be understood by individuals who takes the time to examine their inner thoughts, their fears, their triumphs, and their life.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Deep Blue Depths My fascination with how light interacts with texture, creating an almost oceanic quality in something as solid and grounded as metal, inspired me to create this art print. I worked with this piece to amplify the cool, deep blues, allowing the darker tones to pull the viewer into a feeling of depth and mystery. The intricate patterns remind me of underwater landscapes, with layers upon layers that suggest both movement and stillness and the sensation of being submerged, where clarity and ambiguity coexist.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Entropic Explosion This art print emerged from my fascination with the chaotic beauty in the Mojave Desert's abandoned metal pieces. In this image, I wanted to emphasize the vibrant, almost volcanic energy of rust and decay, capturing the way time and the elements reshape the metal into something unexpected. The interplay of intense orange and cool blue tones creates a dynamic tension, evoking both destruction and renewal.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Faces of the Warrior Preserved within this metal shield created from abandoned metals, I found and presented the faces of brave combatants, those who, in prior years, defended their peoples, their ideas, and their lives. Abandoned metals have been repurposed to remind us of the history of those who came before.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Golden Dispersal In this piece, I explore the textures and patterns of discarded metal found in the Mojave Desert. I was drawn to the way these small, abandoned fragments—forgotten in a harsh environment—could be transformed into something entirely new. The warm, golden tones reflect the desert’s sun-soaked landscape, while the patterns suggest a hidden beauty within the discarded.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Illuminating Galaxies This image came to life from my fascination with how something as grounded as a piece of metal can evoke the infinite. I wanted to transform these discarded fragments into something that feels cosmic—an abstract representation of galaxies and star clusters. In post-production, I enhanced the glowing, fiery hues, creating the illusion of distant stars and nebulae. The intricate patterns and radiating lines remind me of the vastness of space and the energy coursing through the universe.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Illusional Facade In this art print, I wanted to explore how light, and texture can create an almost hypnotic sense of illusion. The metal I photographed in the Mojave Desert had intricate, wave-like forms that reminded me of both organic structures and industrial decay. By playing with symmetry, I was able to enhance that sense of ambiguity—what looks like a natural formation could just as easily be a man-made artifact.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Legions of Warriors Preserved within this metal shield created from abandoned metals, I found and presented the faces of brave combatants, those who, in prior years, defended their peoples, their ideas, and their lives. Abandoned metals have been repurposed to remind us of the history of those who came before.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Peyote Weave Threads of Peyote pink and stone turquoise weave to form fertility patterns. Does the fertile mind need the addition of a mind-altering substance, or better, could that same mind make its way through and within this image, decode its message, navigate its journey, and arrive at its destination, curiosity quenched?</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Red Madrid Our wise Natives used art and colors for aesthetic pleasure, for story-telling and for remembering their history – there may have been no concept or even word for art in their languages, and yet they created art, art that I’ve recreated from the abandoned metals of the Mojave Desert with a camera and pigment on paper.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Renaissance Umber The Eastern Mojave Desert is littered with bits and pieces of the miners’ past. I captured and created this abstract and brought this oxidized memory back to life with a unique image-altering approach, releasing the Desert’s past memories to the present.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The Golden Weave Threads of gold with a symmetrical weave form multiple patterns on an umber space. What could this represent, and more, just what natural or manmade objects could be the basis for this art?</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The Long Trail in Orange I created this pattern with a unique close-up of discarded metals on a blue background and discovered ancestral designs from the old ones - ones who came before, lived their truth, passed along their knowledge, and assumed their place in history. Modern-day viewers might not think or see the narratives of old, yet their interpretations and narratives are no less valid and worthy.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The Shield I was intrigued by the mix of shades of yellow, a Native color for divinity and a shield for ceremonial control. This abstraction is also an image of the sun’s radiation, equally life-affirming and mysterious.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Turquoise Spirits Throughout the arid world, native and aboriginal peoples revered turquoise for spiritual reasons. The tranquility of turquoise spirits inspired me to create this abstract image to venerate a time of calm and peace.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Micro Falls This close-up image of a micro waterfall along Avalanche Creek reminded me of an infant taking her first steps— then falling yet trying again. The stories of life and nature go on, having been written before, yet to be written again as time moves on.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Cotton Water Flow Alone with my capture tools, I explored the narrow gold and red rock crevice that channeled Avalanche Creek into a rush of cotton smooth water. The energy and mysticism of this scene continues to excite me with positive metaphors and my hope to return.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Ethereal, Eternal Night At night, the ghostly ethereal feels eternal, untouchable, and distant. I became lost in the faint light while creating this image, but I also found a new and personal light in this moment of isolation. Just me, the night, and the echoes of natural music emanating from tumbling waters.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Faces in the Blue Stream At a macro distance, I discovered the fleeting formation of a human face in this ethereal and perhaps eternal stream of blue Montana waters. As McDonald Creek gently flows within the spectacular confines of Glacier National Park, what stories will be told?</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Golden Stream Slivers of golden sun stream along the ethereal waters in the upper reaches of Paradise River, capturing a precious mix of light and surging waters on granitic streambed rock. A moment I was fortunate to receive and one I will not forget.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Mountain Mist The cool morning mist of Van Trump Creek called my name, I answered, and I followed the soft outlines of the stream to create a pastel balance of ethereal water flow and a quiet color palette. Feelings of comfort and contentment abound within me, echoing what I felt that day, that time.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The Crossing A long and patient exposure allows me to capture this ethereal stream as well as the unspoken words of a fallen cross. Even with the obstructions caused by the logs, the waters will find a way to eventually share their nurturing stories with the welcoming waters of Lake Quinault below.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Umber Calm Along Avalanche Creek, the waters splash with a delicate calm, and a soft bubble and burble fills the air. The soft misty water flow calmly attempts to tame the rugged red rock, one drip, one moment at a time.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Water Threads I was mesmerized by the soft and yet gushing threads of water as they raced and rushed over the shaded rock. I stayed for hours, working my camera and the scene to capture threads, bits, and pieces of mist and magic. As I edited this image, I felt I was still there, immersed in the mist gently stirred by the ever-present breezes from the falls.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The Warm Path Sunlight gold falls through the slot crevice to warm the path, to paint the way for a stroll, a walk, or an adventure.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Peek-a-Boo Slot Canyon 1 Hiding deep in the Grand Staircase National Monument are the twists, turns, and flickering, watercourse-like light of Peek-a-Boo Canyon. Light is ephemeral, often similar yet never the same, as the sun traverses the horizon, creating its never-ending story, each chapter written on the tributaries of time.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Peek-a-Boo Slot Canyon 2 Hiding deep in the Grand Staircase National Monument, dark crevices give way to the light streams of the Peek-a-Boo Canyon. Our eyes may deceive or misconstrue the message our heads decode as we venture beyond the spot our feet currently occupy.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Slot Canyon Rock Scramble Eons of water washes have deposited sandstone, granite, basalt, and the history of many in the narrows of Peek-a-boo Slot Canyon.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Slot Canyon Striations Erosion—wind and water—and geologic shifting created delicate layers of stone in Peek-a-Boo Canyon. Nature has a way of taking the elements of the earth, sky, and environment and blending them as one.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Slot Sculpture Bouncing light reveals millions of years of geologic folds and textures, creating a timeless natural art sculpture. Does the path go to the right or left, or does it stop? The journey itself will answer the questions we may be unwilling to ask as long as we yearn and seek to find out.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The Dimples at Peek-a-Boo Time and water erosion created these geologic dimples in Peek-a-Boo Canyon.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The Glow Above Sunlight slowly streams and then reflectively glows, lighting the meandering avenue to the slot canyon exit before me.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Slot Canyons</image:title>
      <image:caption>The Glow Below Sunlight streams and then glows with reflection, lighting the trail path in the slot canyon bottom. This is a journey I feel compelled to take, a destination I must pursue, even knowing that the destination is undefined and unknowable without taking the chance.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The Granite Sentimental A solitary granite stone block stands guard in the first narrows of the Peek-a-boo Slot Canyon.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The Light of Wire Pass Canyon Broad sunlight streams into Peek-a-boo Canyon. My eternal, internal conflict arises again—is it time to leave this unique place for another day or to spend just a little bit more time basking in the light?</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The Narrows The Narrows in Peek-a-boo Canyon bend into the light. My thoughts are that it is time to slow down, listen to the voices swirling in the canyon, and expand my horizons just as wide as the canyon allows me.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The Natural Arrowhead The first light of day accentuates the Natural Arrowhead Slot in the Devil’s Garden of the Grand Staircase Escalante National Monument. Nature’s creations are more perfect and more rewarding than the creations of man’s imagination.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Anticipation This art print captures the tension and poise of a pivotal moment in athletic competition, focusing on the hands that hold the discus with determination. The detailed, textured portrayal of the athlete's hands reveals both power and restraint as if the entire contest rests within their grasp. This grip reflects the weight of expectation and speaks to the delicate balance between preparation and action, where every muscle and fiber is focused on the task ahead.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Holding On In this art print, the hands do more than hold; they represent the inner resolve to persevere, the strength found in numbers, and the power of human connection. Each hand is part of a larger whole, bound together by a shared goal, reflecting the determination required to endure challenges and maintain focus under pressure. "Holding On" captures the raw intensity of collective effort, as multiple hands clasp tightly around a single object, each grip reinforcing the other.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Powerful Grace The simplicity of the composition in this art print—one arm, one ball, and a blank background—brings focus to the purity of the action. The dynamic capture speaks to the essence of performance, where all the preparation and strategy come down to a single, critical release. The viewer can almost feel the energy being transferred as the sphere begins its journey, guided by the athlete’s will. The art of minimalism highlights the athlete's control over both body and object, offering a glimpse into the grace and power inherent in the act of competition.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Respect The foundation of mutual athletic competition requires an ability to respect a competitor. Without respect, competition devolves through hate, fear and loathing into ungoverned chaos. This art print depicts the simple act of shaking hands before the onset of athletic competition. Both sides desire and strive to win, to exert dominance over the other, to do whatever it takes to come out on top at the conclusion of the event. Yet, without mutual respect, an actual form of warfare could break out during competition, leading to unwanted and unforeseen consequences.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Setting the Spin This image speaks to the art of the game, where each spin, curve, and pitch is meticulously calculated. It reminds us that even in sports driven by speed and strength, success is often found in the smallest adjustments, the subtlest touches, and the deliberate focus on technique. Moreover, the Art Print invites viewers to appreciate the fine-tuned mechanics that separate good from great, showing us that behind every powerful action lies a moment of thoughtful preparation.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Strength This art print captures the foundation of trust and strength required in moments of shared ambition. Multiple hands support the base of a performer, each one playing an essential role in maintaining balance, stability, and safety. The intertwining fingers around the legs and shoes represent teamwork, where each person is crucial in lifting and supporting the weight of another. Moreover, the image symbolizes the power of collaboration, where success is not an individual feat but the result of many working together in perfect harmony.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Barreled Over A discarded 55-gallon steel drum, slowly rusting away, in an abandoned mine, somewhere in the Mojave Desert.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Colliding Colors Lighting, texture and materials greatly govern imaging within the Mojave Desert. During a moment in time, the sun, discarded oxidized metals and a small dose of creativity collided to create this image of an unstated structure.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Converging Seemingly unrelated lines converge new the exit, or is it the entrance, to this abandoned metallic structure lost within the Mojave Desert.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Corrugating Gently undulating curves belie the toxicity and corrosivity of the environment, creating this tapestry of colors and textures over time.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Cutting Edge Artfully rearranged by a passing artist, this former structure now patterns its way to a new future, one with an uncertain outcome.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Discarded Rusted and discarded containers lie testament to the detritus of past entrepreneurs who pursued their fortunes and futures in the high Mojave Desert’s unparalleled vastness.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Downtown Searching the Mojave, art hunters, vandals and metal scavengers can find abandoned metals in some of the most remote places, seemingly scattered in a willy-nilly manner. Once found, the primary question becomes, "What did this thing do?"</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Encroaching Rust and grease cover and seemingly encroach upon the remains of this once functional what? Only those who’ve departed know of its purpose.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Escape Light at the end of the tunnel seems to suggest a way out. But is it really? Only the desperate or intrepid will find out.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Expanding Oxidation The Mojave Desert's discards and abandoned metals expand and oxidize in the brutal environmental extremes in that lonely and forgotten place, providing opportunities to create exquisite abstract art.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Midnight Sentinel Watching over the abandoned remains of this abandoned Mojave Desert refinery, this isolated conveyor awaits others of a like mind to interrupt its lonely sojourn.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Native Blanket Abstract and impressionistic photography takes what may be a common everyday item, such as these abandoned and oxidized metal stairs, and with a little bit of imagination, converts them into a native American blanket.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Orbiting The gravitational pull of the likely bullet hole is unwaveringly slowly moving towards the larger stationary bolt—at least it seems so.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Other Worldly Humans have a relatively short time to make their mark in history, to leave something other than offspring that survives them. One exception: abandoned metals in obscure places. Metals take the form of shapes not originally intended and function as art many years after their original utility ends.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Rusted Tendencies Don’t be fooled by the intricate pattern and colored textures of this unnamed piece of abandoned metal—its purpose is likely impossible to determine.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Rusted Ascension This abandoned, rusted and oxidized contraption’s purpose can not be reasonable discerned by any one but who actually visits it; are you willing to risk the dangers of the desolated Mojave Desert to fulfill your curiosity?</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Oxidized Synchronicity No longer engaged or engaging, these corrugated gears await their uncertain future.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Piercing Light The unrelenting movement of the sun temporarily casts bolts of light within this abandoned cylinder, temporarily lighting up its abandoned and empty interior.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Oxidated Sundial Abandoned metals within the Mojave Desert rarely reveal their original function to modern-day finders. Current-day sleuths must do a records search, talk to old timers, and mostly, try to imagine or guess how pioneers from 150 years ago went about their pursuit of life, love and riches.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Oxidized Spun Having lain stationary for decades if not longer, this spinning piece of metal creates its own vortex and quaking movement, disturbing the stationary slumber of the lone bolt.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Oxidized</image:title>
      <image:caption>Sinusoidal Approach Lines and shapes and forms can create entirely different narratives than their actual function may portray. The lonely vastness of the desert reveals her secrets only grudgingly, and light and distance may further distort and alter our perception of what we see.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Wired tightly coiled cable clearly used to pull or release one thing to another, now sits silently and saliently, awaiting future developments.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Oxidized</image:title>
      <image:caption>Sunset Railing As another timeless day in the Mojave Desert ends, a freight train emerges out of the setting sun, riding on the golden rails of commerce to destinations somewhere to the east and beyond.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Tug of War Opposing spindles had at it the last time they turned, and one was the obvious victor—or was that intentional?</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Oxidized</image:title>
      <image:caption>Spiraling Art may be composed of and from many things. Long forgotten miners of the Mojave Desert would be amazed indeed if they knew their precious metal mining works now function as contemporary art, abstracts that convey quite different meanings than when used during the previous century.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Aberdeen, WA – A Glimpse of the Past</image:title>
      <image:caption>A Shell of History The shuttered Seafood Market, once a thriving purveyor of the ocean's bounties, now stands vacant and abandoned, a modern day sentinel over the river and area it once served, 2021.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Aberdeen, WA – A Glimpse of the Past</image:title>
      <image:caption>A Glimpse of the Past The day over, sky beginning to darken, alleyway denizens on the prowl for food or other things for the evening, and a lone alleyway puddle reflects the overhead utility lines, something likely taken for granted by the houseless.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Aberdeen, WA – A Glimpse of the Past</image:title>
      <image:caption>A Graffiti Artist's Dream Boarded up and abandoned, this building must have seemed like a dream to passing Graffiti artists, presenting a permanent palette for their artistic endeavors, old town Aberdeen, 2021.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Aberdeen, WA – A Glimpse of the Past</image:title>
      <image:caption>Back-lit Garish red and yellow lights warn approaching river borne vessels to be sharp and sail away from immovable objects, echoing the colors and dangers of the long ago past, Aberdeen waterfront, 2020.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Aberdeen, WA – A Glimpse of the Past</image:title>
      <image:caption>Blue Hour Awaits Calm waters of the Chehalis River empty into Grays Harbor during a memorable sunset, 2022.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Aberdeen, WA – A Glimpse of the Past</image:title>
      <image:caption>Boxing Memories No longer at this location, the Aberdeen Boxing Club has taken its trainees to another venue, carrying on the tradition of their ancestors elsewhere, 2021.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Aberdeen, WA – A Glimpse of the Past</image:title>
      <image:caption>Bridging Reflections Early morning light illuminates and reflects the warm and soothing colors of the bridge as it crosses over the Chehalis River.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>College of Beauty A book should not be judged by its cover; likewise, it is hoped that the resources this Beauty College did not expend on its exterior were instead spent teaching its students to spend on the exterior of their charges, 2021.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Aberdeen, WA – A Glimpse of the Past</image:title>
      <image:caption>Dog’s Lives Matter Too The forlorn countenance signals this animal’s wishes to be given family and home to love. Something so simple yet not always available.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Aberdeen, WA – A Glimpse of the Past</image:title>
      <image:caption>Emergency First responders have arrived to address an apparent emergency in progress, while local houseless denizens await the news. Did one of their friends experience a medical event, or, some other form of distress requiring intervention?</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Emerging From the Mist A long abandoned waterfront warehouse watches over the Wishkah River near its confluence with the Chehalis River, 2020.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Feeling Blue Through ponding reflections of an early evening storm, a Tattoo Parlor advertises its services to adventuresome clientèle, 2022.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Aberdeen, WA – A Glimpse of the Past</image:title>
      <image:caption>Floating Pilings Spindly piles, remnants from a pier or waterfront building from a bygone time, appear to float in the water, or, the air, depending on one's perspective, purpose long since forgotten, usefulness swirling away with the receding waters of the Chehalis River, 2024.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Gathering Place Whether the name is a literal or figurative representation of this local watering hole, The Shanty beckons those who wish to whet their appetites or to drown their sorrows among old and new friends.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Aberdeen, WA – A Glimpse of the Past</image:title>
      <image:caption>Headstones From the Past Haphazardly placed, these cutoff piles resemble headstones; a surprisingly apt metaphor, their function long gone and relegated to the past. Now, their story is to remind those of what once was, and, in the future.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Hometown Icon from the Past Gazing at passersby, this likeness of Kurt Cobain forlornly reminds others of the uncertainties of life, of the internal struggles some confront, that sometime the conclusion is not always what we expect or desire.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Keep the Door Locked An unsuspecting person with short attention span would surely have an abrupt journey if this alleyway 'access' portal was inadvertently used, 2023.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Aberdeen, WA – A Glimpse of the Past</image:title>
      <image:caption>Orange Light District Intermittent orange light garishly illuminates this seemingly abandoned alleyway, not foretelling what lies around the corner, 2021.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Aberdeen, WA – A Glimpse of the Past</image:title>
      <image:caption>Red Soft overhead safety lighting illuminates this lonely alleyway, highlighting the rich colors of the old brick building, casting a soft glow upon what may be hiding behind prying eyes within. 2021.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Aberdeen, WA – A Glimpse of the Past</image:title>
      <image:caption>The Corridor Originally a shortcut between points, now seemingly a shallow series of ponds for misguided frogs and fanciful first time fisherman, what will be caught? 2021.</image:caption>
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    <lastmod>2024-12-07</lastmod>
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      <image:title>DUNE LIGHT</image:title>
      <image:caption>Backlit The rising sun perfectly back lights the gently textured surfaces of seemingly golden dunes, signifying the start of another day.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Cresting Sun The cresting sun creates geometric shapes within the undulating curves of the Mojave's isolated dunes.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>DUNE LIGHT</image:title>
      <image:caption>Daybreak The brilliance of a rising sun creates a ripple of shadows on this sharply ascending and serrated dune. The rest will be revealed later.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>DUNE LIGHT</image:title>
      <image:caption>Dune Dominion Mojave’s majestic dunes tower over the countryside, seemingly looking out and over their subjects, dominion established.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Emerging From the Shadows Gently curving shapes in silica laden sands of golden dunes change by the minute as the sun crests over the horizon.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>DUNE LIGHT</image:title>
      <image:caption>Ephemeral Shapes Never-ending winds remain vigilant to their artistic touch within the ephemeral shapes of the soft sands of Mojave’s dunes.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>First Light First light takes many forms; within Mojave's dunes, that light is golden, unique and cherished.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>DUNE LIGHT</image:title>
      <image:caption>Golden Blue Respite A new day brings new opportunities to experience the subtle light, wonderous shapes and the promise of all to come.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>DUNE LIGHT</image:title>
      <image:caption>Lightly Touched Nature's wonderous imagination shows how a never-ending source of light, when paired with a never-ending wind, creates a sandy landscape brimming with narrative and mystery.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>DUNE LIGHT</image:title>
      <image:caption>Linking in the Light Close yet not touching, these separately lit segments of Mojave’s majestic dunes are on a certain path to linking. What will their shape be then?</image:caption>
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      <image:title>DUNE LIGHT</image:title>
      <image:caption>Segmentation Severe winds have their way on the environment and have significantly reshaped and segmented the softly sandy surface of these remote Mojave dunes. Is this a one off or a permanent change?</image:caption>
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      <image:title>DUNE LIGHT</image:title>
      <image:caption>Silica in the Wind Throughout nature, the only thing constant in life is change. These seemingly inanimate dunes are experiencing firsthand that saying, that altering of their ‘life.’</image:caption>
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      <image:title>DUNE LIGHT</image:title>
      <image:caption>Silica Winds on Blue The patience of a photographic artist is often rewarded, when gusting winds of an early morning lifted sands from Mojave’s Dunes, helped to create environmental conditions that led to this otherworldly image.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>DUNE LIGHT</image:title>
      <image:caption>The Serrated Edge the serrated edge of this steeply rising dune ostensibly invites yet concurrently repels; is it worth the danger of finding out what is over the edge?</image:caption>
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      <image:title>DUNE LIGHT</image:title>
      <image:caption>Windblown Massive winds reshape the normally softly curving and placid shapes of this Mojave Desert dune. If the wind does not abate, where will the sand end up?</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Desert Thunder</image:title>
      <image:caption>Anchoring Rail spikes driven in the distant past serve to hold the golden rails of the Union Pacific Railroad in place, in anticipation of the passage of another train soon.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Desert Thunder</image:title>
      <image:caption>Conflicting Signals Railroad signals indicate to enginemen what course of action is required; depending on the track being used, a train will willingly proceed or immediately stop. This train has the okay to proceed westward through the night towards its final destination.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Destination Unknown Where these rails go is unknown, other than to the west, and the rest is pure speculation.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Desert Thunder</image:title>
      <image:caption>Flashing Intentions The End of Train of a slowly passing freight construct signals its presence to any following trains. Its clear message warns, “Come no closer.”</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Desert Thunder</image:title>
      <image:caption>Golden Rails Reflections of the golden color of a setting sun create an allusion of golden rails. Were the rails in fact made of literal gold, they would have been pilfered long ago by intrepid gold seekers, or, just scofflaws.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Desert Thunder</image:title>
      <image:caption>Into Blue Hour a thundering train speeds its way through the gathering darkness of the barren Mojave Desert; blue hour awaits.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Minor Details Sometimes even the most seemingly insignificant components can have the largest impact on the safety and efficiency of the railroad transportation system. Without these details, the system would surely fail.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Out of the Sunset Blazing its way eastward, this train carries its assorted freight to points beyond. Night falls soon, hiding the passage of the train eastward.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Desert Thunder</image:title>
      <image:caption>Passing in the Night On parallel tracks, these behemoths carefully pass in the night, each focusing on its own destination yet cognizant of the closeness of the opposing construct.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Desert Thunder</image:title>
      <image:caption>Railing beneath the Milky Way Seemingly pointing the way for an eastbound freight train, the Milky Way will accompany its travelling souls and various freight until the morning, when the sun takes over this never-ending task.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Desert Thunder</image:title>
      <image:caption>Rolling Light A setting sun illuminates parallel tracks beneath a passing train, one stationary and ever-ready to receive another train, the other merely counting the miles to its unknown destination.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Desert Thunder</image:title>
      <image:caption>Sinusoidal Approach Lines and shapes and forms can create entirely different narratives than their actual function may portray. The lonely vastness of the desert reveals her secrets only grudgingly, and light and distance may further distort and alter our perception of what we see.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Desert Thunder</image:title>
      <image:caption>Smooth Moving The clean lines of this rapidly moving freight train are illuminated by the lights of a train signal. Nothing else exists but rail, and train; all else is ephemeral and hidden in the dark.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Desert Thunder</image:title>
      <image:caption>Sunset Railing As another timeless day in the Mojave Desert ends, a freight train emerges out of the setting sun, riding on the golden rails of commerce to destinations somewhere to the east and beyond.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Desert Thunder</image:title>
      <image:caption>Sunset Reflections The golden hue of a setting sun mirrors the value of the freight being transported by this construct to the west. What it is, is unknown to all but a few fortunate folks.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Desert Thunder</image:title>
      <image:caption>Through the Signal A rapidly moving freight train passes a signalized crossing, motorized vehicles awaiting its departure before they can proceed along their crossing paths.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Triple Stop The message is clear. Time to stop.</image:caption>
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