In Santa Fe, another fabulous portfolio plunked down in front of me was Jarrett Murphy's.
In a technicolor vision, his work exposes fabulous landscapes, unbelievably flawless, showing us a life we seem to drive through without thought. Each image has a distinct life of its own, as well as mystery and story. I found them so surreal, I couldn't stop looking at them, dissecting them, looking for flaws in their flawless presentation. The blue was intense, greens otherworldly, and his use of a grey scale - the night trees, fences and structural objects that frame our subject are almost three dimensional.
I have stories swirling in my head, Cormac McCarthy, Annie Proulx, Larry McMurtry. I see the west and its unromantic underbelly.
While Jarrett is not relegated to western subjects, he has a solid body of images that expose the city as well. Check out his website for more.
I hope ya'll like these as much as I do.
