Crepuscular and Corroded.

Redstone – Lake Mead NRA

Stained dark and blunt with presence, bashed up over years of abuse. These rocks as they are, sit into the endless nights, wrestling with existence. Pushing their way into the searing days, sitting patiently through the drenching and the winds, only to reveal to the observer, the beauty of the universe in its most intimate state. Naked, narcissistic and new.

It’s tough to explain the settled yet ever changing moments of dusk in the desert. Mostly it is silent, at least on the rare windless days, but even then it seems empty. Sat down in sweeping motions towards each horizon. Full of serene dispassion. The sense of place, like a child lying down with one eye on the carpet of the living room, is vast and stretching on towards forever.

Obscurity is night’s super power. Except in comparison to what it seems to hide, it is boundless and truly eye opening. Every lonesome second in the desert’s witching hour resonates up from the cremated soil, through the soles of your feet, wrapping the beating tissues of your heart and then finally gushing forth from the fully dilated pupils of your eyes.

End Desert Begin City…


10 comments on “Crepuscular and Corroded.

  1. whitneypeak says:

    I especially love the last picture….

  2. Reblogged this on dietercortvriendt and commented:
    Very nice photos!

  3. char says:

    Your pictures make me feel like I’m there! That last one with the lighting in the dark is pretty awesome.

  4. I’ve been enjoying so much the way you put impressions, thoughts and feelings in words . . along with photos your blog makes each time for a great journey – thanks for sharing!

    Dora (turnsofendearment)

  5. pat says:

    Beautiful photos and words…

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