Terlingua Cattle
Sunlit hills, grazing livestock, and blue skies stretching across the wide-open desert. Captured on film, a glimpse of life in the Texas desert side.
Print Details
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Natural wood frame with a gallery-style white border
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Framed prints arrive ready to hang
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Printed on heavyweight, smooth matte paper
The desert has never felt empty to me.
Long before I ever made it to Far West Texas, my pockets were full of rocks. I spent my childhood chasing frogs, lizards, and snakes through the creek behind our house. Climbing trees. Scraping my knees. Coming home muddy. Swimming until the sun went down.
The first time I drove into the desert, I remember thinking,
I've been here before.
It's the bones. The stones. The quiet. Nothing is trying to be anything other than exactly what it is.
The desert has never asked me to be impressed.
Only to pay attention.