Happy Independence Day, hope you don’t blow off any fingers. A pair of idling semis, parked for the night at the abandoned town of Mount Montgomery Nevada, 40 miles from the nearest inhabited city. Shot at about 2AM, a single eastbound freighter bombed through during the 4-minute exposure.
33 Passenger Drill Bit
One of the face-planted school busses at the “International Car Forest of the Last Church” in Goldfield Nevada. Night, right after sunset, red and yellow Protomachine flashlight.
Guardian Skull
The entrance to the “International Car Forest of the Last Church” in Goldfield Nevada. Night, right around 2AM, full moon, a stack of long exposures yielding approximately 30-minute star trails, red and white Protomachine flashlight.
Highly Illogical
More of the art at the “International Car Forest of the Last Church” in Goldfield Nevada. Night, full moon, 3-minute exposure, red and white Protomachine flashlight.
The Lonely Intersection Channel
The junction of Highway 6 and 95 is the only thing on tonight. 50 miles from the nearest (inhabited) town. Full moon, composite of 120-second (for the TV and ground subjects) and 500-second (for the sky) exposures, Protomachine flashlight set to red. Thanks for the use of the low-rise tripod Riki.
Just a Simple Country Squire
Another view of the sprawling “International Car Forest of the Last Church” in Goldfield Nevada. Night, full moon, 4-minute exposure, orange and purple Protomachine flashlight.
The Referee’s Seat
Part of the insanely cool art installation at the International Car Forest of the Last Church in Goldfield Nevada. Night, full moon, 2-minute exposure, Protomachine flashlight tuned to red, purple and yellow.
Space Station 8322
The always popular NYC MTA subway cars at Paul’s junkyard, where movie props go to die. Just a hint of warm white and red light from the Protomachine flashlight. 4-minute exposure, in a windstorm. The longer versions I was gonna use for long star trail stacking are all blurry from the buffeting.
Red-Rimmed Eyes
With all the howling wind and blowing sand in the Mojave last full moon, this truck’s eyes looked like mine felt. I bounced the red light off the ground so it was picked up mainly by the aluminum headlight-surrounds, snooted warm white on the headlights and cool white on the hood and snooted on the […]
The West 40
Another remote corner of the sprawling WWII Air Force training base (now privately owned) I spent last winter shooting. There are treasures like this pump and electric golf cart hidden all over the property. Those are abandoned barracks/mess hall buildings in the background. Purple light on the pump, white on the cart front and snooted on the […]

