My travels have taken me down pathways of the ancients, through the history of the Wild West and into the present day. I have walked the Navajo Nation and the streets of Tombstone, Arizona. I have photographed Navajo hogans in the snow and a borax hauling wagon that was once pulled by a twenty mule team in Death Valley. I stood on the corner of Winslow, Arizona a day after we learned that Glenn Frey had died. In my images, I have attempted to capture the flavour of life in this part of the United States.