My 08/27/25 postcard features a golden ornament that rested along Constitution among scattered rocks, its polished surface bending the world into a curved reflection. In its mirrored skin, you find me, the photographer framed by sky, trees, and earth, all drawn into a circular stage. An unexpected self-portrait.
My 04/21/26 postcard is an orange rose, mid-bloom, holding light in its folds while the…
My 04/20/26 postcard is a worn car rim fitted with sharp, chrome lug spikes that…
My 04/19/26 postcard is a rose caught mid-opening, its petals layered with quiet precision and…
My 08/18/26 postcard is a group sitting across the street from the plaza, the noise…
I found my 04/17/26 postcard on Mountain Road. It was a rose, soft pink petals…
I found my postcard for 4/16/26 near UNM. A cactus flower, open and steady, its…
