Death Valley Hills

Early morning just at the beginning of sunrise in Death Valley National Monument, the hills are barren except for scrub brush, no much moves around except an occasoional wild burro, lizards, other small animals, and insects. That was the mood when I created this shot. I was on my way to an exploration of ghost towns of the west and I passed through Death Valley. I left before the sun got too high and the heat became unbearable.

To give my photographs a quality akin to a fine oil painting, I print them on medium-weight artist quality mat canvas and ship them ready for stretching and framing. The inks used to make the print are light fast and permanent and should last for well over 100 years. I spray a protective coating over the canvas to ensure that the image will have a long lifetime. This photograph is available in other sizes and on other media to suit your individual tastes and needs by contacting me directly at joed [at] san [dot] rr [dot] com.