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Leading Lines
A road trip from Nevada to California and Oregon
Letters and postcards have always held a warm place in my heart. They have profoundly helped shape who I am. Similarly, my soul yearns for the open road, where every journey becomes a deeply personal adventure.
When I’m on the road, I can easily combine my love of photography wherever the road takes me. I see things I might have taken for granted in a different way. Like the leading lines in the road, and the mountains. Your eyes follow the curve of the white and yellow lines forward until you get to the base of the mountain and those natural lines cause your eyes to move upward in appreciation of the beauty of the rock formations.
Or how an ordinary row of Adirondack chairs in Jacksonville, Oregon looks so cool through the lens. Leading lines are everywhere.
And Haystacks in Lakeview, Oregon brings all of my senses to life. I can smell the alfalfa just looking at the photo. This is America. The heart and soul of hardworking people. And I find it visually…
