"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?"
Thursday, February 02, 2012
I've been doing some experimenting with black-and-white, and thought I'd share a few images of the Kazakh men who hunt with golden eagles that I met while I was in western Mongolia in 2008.