This Week In Photography Books: Brad Wilson
I was riding in the passenger seat of a Volvo SUV. Headed North. My father was driving; my young son in the back seat.
We were going to Red River to ride some go-karts. A classic summertime ritual. The mountains were to the East, and out the driver side, we saw the great American desert, rolling all the way to the Pacific Ocean.
The western sky was dark and ominous, as there were massive rainstorms approaching us faster than an unarmed man can raise his hands at the sight of a loaded gun. It had been raining for …read more
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