A real cowboy

Photography, to me, is a journey.  Most folks I know have started with landscapes and similar subjects, and from there have moved into portrait work.  When we get together and talk about it, I'm just not there yet.  I take some family shots, but doing serious portrait work just hasn't gotten under my skin yet.  That's ok, right?  Well, I'm trying.  Change or die, as they say.  I am all about growing my photographic range - notice I didn't say dynamic range, haha - and in the interest of being more well-rounded I have taken some portraits "on the go", or what I like to call combat portait work.  Just a quick snap of a subject that didn't necessarily know it was a subject.  So, this is a real cowboy, from a real working ranch, from the real West.  I know this because he led me on a horse through a 1000 acre ranch in New Mexico this summer.  I regret to inform you I do not recall his name, and he deserves better than that.  So, I still have work to do.  The learning continues...

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