What Lourdes is to water, Chimayo is to the earth
The chapel in Chimayo started on a legend, was built upon sacred land. A crucifix was found in a field and upon that site the people built El Sanctuario De Chimayo. Over time the soil was thought to be sacred and people from near and far began to visit Chimayo for cures. This became especially so during Holy Week and these trips became religious pilgrimages. Today over 300,000 people visit Chimayo each year and tens of thousands visit during the Easter holidays.
Most pilgrims walk to the sanctuary on Good Friday so that they can suffer along with Christ on the day he suffered and died. They walk from the nearby pueblos and towns like Pojoaque, Nambe, and Espanola. Many walk from as far as Santa Fe or even Albuquerque. You see hundreds of these pilgrims along every road leading into Chimayo during Holy Week and this number grows to thousands on Good Friday.
They come as a penance for their sins, to find God or having found God, some seek redemption, and others come for those who are sick or in harm’s way. They come wearing tee shirts or bearing crosses with the names and pictures of their loved ones on them. And some, like myself, come to bear witness to this belief and capture the images of it for others to see.
I have a book covering our visits to Chimayo during Holy Week titled, "Of Adobe, Earth, and the Soul". You can preview the book here.
In 2008 the Democratic Party announced that Denver would be the site of their national convention. For a street photographer like me, the thought was intoxicating.
During the course of the Democratic National Convention I drove up to Denver every day to photograph the protests and streets around the convention center. Many of these images have appeared in local papers.
Book available here
Two and a half days in Portland, Oregon
95, 95, 100 degrees
Pearl District, Pioneer Square, Old Town, Chinatown, Saturday Market
Did I mention it was hot?
There is a book available of these images here.
This is an ongoing project of mine, documenting the people along Pearl Street in Boulder. At some point I will cut back the images and maybe do a book with them. Until then...
Why?, well there are certain places I have found that are just great for street photography - Charles Bridge in Prague, Harajuku in Tokyo, and then there is Pearl Street here in Colorado. Pearl is a converging point for all walks of life and culture, from the rich and homeless, the tourist and the student, street performers and hustlers, and then there are the observers like me.
There are too many images here, I know, but if you spend the time you will find some real pearls.
We traveled to Italy in 2006 when I was relatively new to digital photography. I took my Nikon D70 camera and only an 18-200 lens with me on this trip. Since then I have learned quite a bit over the ensuing years, especially in post processing. So, I recently re-processed these images.
These images are from my Italian Galleries. If you would like to see each gallery or more images there are links below.
Rome is here: http://charlie.zenfolio.com/rome
And other Italian cities: http://charlie.zenfolio.com/italy_cities
The Garden of the Gods is ours. It was given to the people of Colorado Springs.
Charles Elliott Perkins, the head of the Burlington Railroad, purchased two-hundred and forty acres in the Garden of the Gods for a summer home in 1879. He later added to the property but never built on it, preferring to leave his wonderland in its natural state for the enjoyment of the public. Perkins died in 1907 before he made arrangements for the land to become a public park, although it had been open to the public for years. In 1909, Perkins' children, knowing their father's feeling for the Garden of the Gods, conveyed his four-hundred eighty acres to the City of Colorado Springs. It would be known forever as the Garden of the Gods "where it shall remain free to the public