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Artist Statement
This photo was taken on a trip to Death Valley in the springtime. On a long trip on some very bad roads, you can drive out to a dry lakebed called The Devil’s Racetrack.
There, you will find rocks like these. And you will find their tracks in the lakebed too.
Their tracks, you may ask? Yes, because these rocks move. No one has ever seen them do it, but the evidence is there. There are many theories as to why, but it appears that a combination of moisture, the slick clay of the lakebed itself, and the high winds that howl through from time to time do it.
For this photo, I laid down on the lakebed, and shot down the rocks track towards a formation in the distance called The Grandstand. If you have a racetrack, you should have a grandstand. And they certainly do.
There were many images taken that day, but this was the one that leaped out to me, the one that reminds me of what a mysterious place this is, and how beautiful it is.
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