Looking north-east, away from civilization, out of the 10-sided steel workshop building. From the top of the peak, at Boron AFS/Prison. The FAA radome is just out the door to the left. Red and blue interior lighting from the Protomachines flashlight, full moon outside, during a 381-second exposure.
Here’s an ancient film image, from 1990, for all the new people that think I’ve only been doing this for a couple of years. That’s a 1961 Chrysler, mysteriously placed on top of a concrete foundation, at the mining ghost town of Mulligan, somewhere way down a dirt road in the Southern California desert. This was the […]
Rocker Marshall Crenshaw is one on my oldest patrons. I think he was the first famous person to buy one of my prints, about 15 years ago. For the last couple of years he’s been slowly releasing a series of vinyl collectors EPs . . . with my photography on the covers! Very exciting. Here […]
One more of the abandoned residential neighborhood at now decommissioned Boron AFS and prison. That’s the mirror farm at Lockhart on the horizon, about 12 miles away. I created a nice effect with the overlapping shadow lighting, but the accidental smileyface in the fence is my favorite part.
From inside one of the garages in the abandoned neighborhood at Boron Air Force Station and minimum security prison. Like some post-apocalyptic movie set, it’s a smashed and shot up, sun-blasted suburban tract, littered with fallen trees and telephone poles. That’s the prison dorms and church on the peak in the background. It took 107 seconds to […]
Only used for about 20 years, the now abandoned neighborhood for the guards families at decommissioned Boron AFS and Prison, never really had a chance to establish itself. Lost in a bleak and rocky corner of the Mojave Desert, miles from nowhere, windswept and deathly quiet . . . there’s no experience quite like being in a place like this, alone, at […]
The abandoned housing tract at decommissioned Boron Air Force Station and Prison. This isolated neighborhood is where the prison guards and their families lived their normal lives. It’s now a hauntingly quiet and mysterious place, many miles from the nearest inhabitant. Red and turquoise-set Protomachines flashlight during a 257-second exposure. Full moon too.