Sunday, September 17, 2017

Colorado Color


“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.”

― Lauren DeStefano

Friday, September 15, 2017

A Photographer's Love Letter: The American Southwest

Death Valley National Park

Romancing The American Southwest: A Photographers Love Letter

This mysterious land of enchantment—the American Southwest—is a siren song seducing many an explorer, writer, poet, artist and even those seeking healing of the metaphysical kind. It’s an indescribable allure that promises those of a curious nature to provide endless fascination. For those suffering the ills of industrialized urbanization, the open road and vast empty spaces have long inspired romantic notions, uplifted spirits, encouraged self-discovery and delivered an unabashed sense of freedom. You’re entering a realm imbued with a magical charm and a tangible presence of ancient people.

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Rain

Sedona, Arizona 

“It’s not that we have to quit this life one day, but it’s how 
many things we have to quit all at once: 

music, laughter,
the physics of falling leaves, 
automobiles, holding hands,
the scent of rain, the concept 
of subway trains... if only one 
could leave this life slowly!” 


― Roman PayneRooftop Soliloquy

Sunday, August 06, 2017

Sonoran Summers

    ...are long and hot. Long hikes are out. Sonoran Summers lead one to photograph the ground or venture on
urban treks under a sunless sky. 
I freakin hate summer.

Friday, July 28, 2017

Verdant Dreams-The Canon 5D Mark IV


The verdant summer greens of the Arizona high desert.  Here in Oak Creek in between the Summer monsoon
rains. A little play, a little work and a lot of peace and quiet. 
Canon 5D Mark IV

Sunday, March 26, 2017

Thursday, February 09, 2017

Saturday, December 31, 2016

Canyon de Chelly


  My latest article: Romancing The American Southwest 
is currently featured on The Luminous Landscape 
This article is also published in the current issue of  On Landscape Magazine 

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Me








I had a couple of hours to come up with a bio and photo of myself for a photography project I was working on.  Had to be "polished and graphic" for publication purposes. To be truthful, I knew I had to do it but procrastinated hugely as I'm not much into taking my own photo.  I was actually on my way out to hike with my dog and had to turn around when I got an email  to  get it done today.

I completed the task at hand, sent off my bio and photo. My favorite of the self-portraits is this one. To those who have said, 

"Step out from behind that camera!" 

 I say this:  As in life, I've given the camera ( my photography) the spotlight.  





My work says so much more about me than a bio shot ever could.  As in the photo, I see myself as simply the girl behind it all.  I'm not hiding, just content to be quiet, understated, introspective and observing, 

With one eye, I see the world as it is and with the other, I see the world behind the lens. There are two very different worlds I live in.

 The beautiful amber light from the late afternoon sun brings forth the element I cherish and seek to capture, the warm glow of natural light. 

Perfect side light now seen falling on auburn hair, a gift from my mother.  









“She was a beautiful dreamer. The kind of girl, who kept her head in the clouds, loved above the stars and left regret beneath the earth she walked on.” 
― Robert M. Drake

Friday, November 25, 2016

Thursday, November 03, 2016

Wednesday, November 02, 2016

Sunday, October 16, 2016

Falling Forward

California Color


Where did the time go?
 2016 has seemingly slipped out of my control and threatens to come to an end soon. Seems like a blur and in reality, so much of this year was spent dealing with the fallout of the previous year,     

Saturday, October 15, 2016

Thursday, October 13, 2016

Friday, September 02, 2016

Saturday, August 20, 2016

The Great Sand Dunes National Park, Colorado

Friday, July 08, 2016

Southwestern Monsoon


"When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about." -- H. Murakami
The Southwest Monsoon

Sunday, June 12, 2016


Camping at Coal Mine Canyon on the Navajo Reservation.  

Monday, June 06, 2016



"You're the fear, I don't care
Cause I've never been so high
Follow me to the dark
Let me take you past our satellites
You can see the world you brought to life...to life"

E. Goulding

Tuesday, May 31, 2016


This beautiful black and white image is featured in 
Outdoor Photographer Magazine's famed 
Black & White issue (2014) 
in a tribute to Yosemite National Park. 

Saturday, May 28, 2016

Wednesday, March 23, 2016



"It’s in our nature to want to watch our human frailties played out on a huge, epic canvas. Ancient societies had anthropomorphic gods: a huge pantheon expanding into centuries of dynastic drama: fathers and sons, star-crossed lovers, warring brothers, martyred heroes. Tales that taught us the danger of hubris and the primacy of humility. It’s the everyday stuff of everyman’s life, but it’s writ large, and we love it." 
T.Hiddleston

Monday, March 14, 2016

New Watercolor


"Red Cliff Reverie" by Valerie Millett
20x30" Original Watercolor on Arches CP

Friday, March 11, 2016

Canyon de Chelly


"As it started to snow, some 300 men, women, and children, perhaps tipped off by a sentry that an army was on its way, ascended to the top and pulled up the ladders. Hoping the evil might pass beneath them, they planned to hunker down and dwell in silence for months.Then one day, as the bleak winter sun slipped behind the canyon walls, a column of American soldiers came marching into the canyon, laying waste to fields and chiseling their Kilroys into the sandstone. Some of their inscriptions are still visible today.  Somehow detecting the Navajo sequestered on top, the Americans camped near the base of Fortress Rock, beside a stream called Tsaile Creek, and attempted to starve them into final submission.

Friday, March 04, 2016

Giclee Printing









 Giclee - The French word "giclée" is a feminine noun that means a spray or a spurt of liquid. The word may have been derived from the French verb "gicler" meaning "to squirt".

 The term"Giclee print" connotes an elevation in printmaking technology. Images are generated from high resolution digital scans and printed with archival quality inks onto various substrates including canvas, fine art, and photo-base paper. The Giclee printing process provides better color accuracy than other means of reproduction.

Printed on acid free, 100% cotton rag, Sommerset Velvet paper for the look and feel of the original watercolor.

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Sunday, November 08, 2015

Road Trippin'

I consider myself fortunate to be centrally located and surrounded by hundreds of miles of dynamic geologic land forms, where new discoveries are a mere road trip away.  Each adventure becomes a muse and a catalyst for my next set of photographic expressions, prose and cherished memories.   
The photography serves as the documentation while the writing helps to define and express the emotive. Each road trip becomes a complete love affair. Affair being an apt word as the landscape and nature of a road trip opens up the freedom to dip your toes in then leave.

Local Color

Arizona Autumn 2015

Thursday, November 05, 2015

Falling For The Desert Color

“Or maybe spring is the season of love and fall the season of mad lust.
 Spring for flirting but fall for the untamed delicious wild thing.” 
― Elizabeth Cohen

Tuesday, November 03, 2015




“Her pleasure in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of the year upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself some few of the thousand poetical descriptions extant of autumn--that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness--that season which has drawn from every poet worthy of being read some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling.” 
― Jane Austen