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Photos from 'Perspectives' for 'Native Gardens,' Karen Zacarías' celebrated comedy about a young Latino couple that moves into a fixer-upper next to an older couple with a beautifully kept garden. All is going really well until the aristocratic young Chileans discover their property line actually extends about 2 feet over their neighbors' flowerbed. Performances run through May 6, 2018, in the Space Theatre. For more information, call 303-893-4100 or go to denvercenter.org. 'Perspectives' is a series of free public panel discussions held just before the first preview performance of each DCPA Theatre Company offering. Next up: 'The Who's Tommy': 6 p.m. Friday, April 20, 2018, in the Jones Theatre. Photos by John Moore for the DCPA NewsCenter.
Perspective Wounded Tree
Wide landscapes are one of my many photographic pursuits. Getting high up on a remote backcountry ridge, miles from the next closest human is usually a good photo. It’s hard to argue with hundreds of square miles of un-molested ground. When ever I travel back east, I have trouble finding 50 square feet of ground that hasn’t been effected by man’s machinations. Cleared ground is the rule here not the rare exception. The population density of this 128 square mile zip code is 124 voters last I heard. That’s one voter per square mile on average lololol.
I am standing in Montana for this image shooting across the border.. Wyoming Skies over Montana ground. This is many miles from the nearest ranch house. Not many have ever seen this view but myself, a few other ranchers maybe, and you. Ranchers don’t do a lot of sight seeing up in this country. If they do, it is a by product of course of looking for loner steers and cows out on the range. These are BIG pastures up here. Several square miles of pasture ground is not unusual to have a fence around.
Some nights out I drive for a few hours from place to place, roost to higher roost. Five miles travel as the bird flies can be 10 miles by land. There are no asphalt roads up here. Maintained gravel is the country road system, State roads are concrete and asphalt. The closest asphalt to this location is about 15 miles. Its’ a long way via two track roads to make it there. The country roads are a much faster way to travel. There are 10’s of thousands of miles on two track roads in backcountry Wyoming. Matched only by the number of miles of roads UNDERGROUND in all the deep
Location: Bliss DInosaur Ranch, Wyoming/Montana borderlands (Wyotana)
Title: Perspective Wounded Tree
Photos from Perspectives, an ongoing series of free conversations with Denver Center audiences that is held before the first preview performance of most every Theatre Company offering. On. Oct. 14, the featured play was 'Smart People.' To read all about it, go to MyDenverCenter.Org. Join moderator Douglas Langworthy next at 6 p.m. on Friday, Jan. 19 in the Jones Theatre for a talk on Matthew Lopez’s world-premiere comedy Zoey’s Perfect Wedding. For more information, Call 303-893-4100 or go to DenverCenter.Org. Photos by John Moore for the DCPA NewsCenter.
Another view of the Russell Fork, looking upstream toward Virginia. The mountain at the right of the image is where I was standing in Virginia when I took those pictures from the State Line Overlook.
One of the fun things about the trip I took immediately following this one was that it involved somebody I haven't had much opportunity to travel with, a young person who'd grown up in a Western Kentucky river town and who had never seen anything west of the Mississippi. (I'll explain all this later.) So I got to watch another life-long Easterner make the same observations about the West I've always made, which included a long moment spent marveling at how little water it takes for a Western person to call something a river. We had a long conversation about that. The Russell Fork as seen from this overlook would definitely qualify for river status in the West, but while it's technically considered a river here, we're reluctant to give it the title. It's a fork. You can't call it a river until it flows downstream a couple of dozen miles to join the Levisa Fork, which then has to flow another couple of dozen miles to meet up with the Tug Fork. It's only once that happens and the stream gets deep enough that you can't see the bottom that you can start to refer to this as a river ... which in this case is the Big Sandy.
The photographer in the upper left corner helped me put into perspective just how granduous & amazing these sandhills were.
52/365 - Parallel Perspectives.
This is two shots of different perspectives of campus. The top symbolizes emptiness, or void. The bottom: however, symbolizes fullness, of fulfillment. Parallel Perspectives is kinda a yin and yang idea flipped around.
The second day of beautiful weather. It's just so nice to get out into the air. I wish I was more adventurous with this one, but I'm just out of energy today.
On the plus side, I've almost made it through tech week! We go into previews and get our first audience tomorrow. :) Then maybe, just maybe, I get a little bit of life back.
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