A Certain Prairie

Offering levels remain high . . .


. . . however acceptance rates are falling.


This is what you may see for hours. And hours.

A Place to Bury Strangers

Denver . . .


. . . Colorado.


The iPhone camera reacts strangely to strobes.


Do you see?

Colorado Rockies

The sun is still up.


The sun has just gone down.

Whyoming

nothing is here . . .


. . . but wind. BV-CVX considers a small carbon-footprint cool.


9K / dog color pallette: same.


Dr. Bones "cures" some ducks.


My shoe, by Rachel Comey.

Salt Lick City

Siam Alice Group is performing on the same night as us, what a coincidence.

A Work in Three Parts

I chanced a covert shot of C.


Attempt #2 yields more of my head but less of a sleeping Preston's.


This endeavour finally yielded a photo one might take on purpose: four dudes with sunglasses, in a van, two of whom are awake (foreground) and two of whom are probably sleeping (background).

Needless to say, C is the only constant.

Itah, Utah, we all tah at some point

9K: a familiar sight.


Pristine landscapes still exist - in Utah. Insect carcasses obscure the view slightly.


General Crook confronts the 'self'.


One byproduct of this existential conundrum is the realization that water comes from boots.


Perhaps the rest of the answers lie ahead, beyond that stoic peak.