A little over 20 miles north of Albuquerque, at the northern end of the Sandia Mountains, sits a small village called Placitas. To reach it, you drive past modern subdivisions of custom homes which (according to the US Census Bureau) is also Placitas. But you would be remiss to confuse the two. The first settled into its locale nearly two centuries ago, the latter within the last several decades. 

In early 2015, I started regularly walking a two mile loop of Highway 165 and Paseo de San Antonio through the village. I carried my camera and began making images of things that caught my fancy.

In my walks I began to realize my photos were shadowed by my memory of another village hundreds, if not nearly thousands, of miles, and tens of years away. The photographer Minor White, also recognizing this feeling, wrote “the photographer projects himself into everything he sees, identifying himself with everything in order to know it and feel it better.” Through my camera I recalled seasons I’ve seen change, cats I’ve lost, dogs who’ve chased me, lilacs I’ve gathered, friends I’ve met. The end result was the book “A Walk in the Village (The Placitas Project)”.

Enjoy a few images from the book.

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