The jagged landscape shoots towards the sky. Surrounded by the northern Great Plains the Badlands feel like mountains, especially if viewed from the base. The last light of sunset touches the clouds in pink. A surreal, yet comforting solitude encompasses the soul.
I followed a thunderstorm into Badlands National Park by a new road for me, excited for views I hadn’t witnessed before. As the storm clouds rolled north a glimpse of the famous Badlands color peaked through.
When the sun sets with clouds in the sky, the colors it leaves in its wake are often more spectacular than the sunset itself. Often I find that after the sun has sunk below the horizon the magic in the sky really starts to happen. I was in the Badlands for an evening of shooting. These colors that emerged post…
I love this angle! I wanted something different that highlighted the regal stature of this ram. Shifting my position so most of his body was hidden behind this section of rock, I used the land to create a more mysterious frame so the viewer focuses on his head. I like the minimal appeal this image brings.
I planned an early morning shoot. The barn faces the south and I was hoping for some splendid clouds behind it to the west and north. I've found that when the sun is about down in the evening or just as it peaks over the horizon in the morning, the clouds in the opposite direction give a most spectacular show.…
Fresh powder across the open prairie and huge fluffy clouds beckoned me. I grabbed my camera pack, tripod and slipped into my winter boots, thinking, “It won’t be deep enough for snowshoes.” Was I ever wrong! Hiking the 1/3 mile to the top of Glorious Splendor (my favorite prairie viewing hill close to my house) is a breeze in dry climates.…
When I describe South Dakota to those who have never been here, this photograph is what I attempt. My words do not compare with the beauty and vastness of this open prairie.The rolling hills in shadow of evening. The massive sky.The grand orchestra of cloud formations.In the words of my husband, “This is God’s County.”
The view towards the White River, taken at the Stamford hill. Stamford was one of the towns along Hwy 16 (now SD Hwy 248). Today, unless you knew it was there, remnants of the town are hardly noticeable.
I was given the opportunity to soar over Badlands National Park in late summer. It was incredible to view the landscape from the air with the windows open and my camera hanging out. The textures found in the Badlands, mixed with the angled sun create great natural contrast and interesting perspectives from the surrounding prairie.
Needles Highway is one of my favorite drives through the Black Hills, especially the area surrounding Cathedral Spires. On this particular day, I had been setting up my art show booth at the Buffalo Roundup Arts Festival, the end of September. I wanted to venture out to Cathedral Spires in the evening in order to capture the eastern sky that…
