Last Christmas I was in West Texas for the first time in my life. I spent two days in Van Horn, population 2,500. This small town is covered in silence and surrounded by great mountains and desert plains. The roads are wide and empty, and when the sun shines everything is coated in gold. I walked the streets and climbed the mountains, taking photos of every house, plant and dog that caught my eye. I felt very much an outsider, and I couldn't imagine ever living in such a solitary place. But while working on these images, a new plan formed inside my head.
Big Buck, 2011 © Chrissie Smolders
Someday, I want to pack up my things and move to a place like Van Horn for a while. Next to experiencing a new way of life, it would be the perfect opportunity for a long-term project. I can see the images in my head; perfect compositions of stately mountains, mysterious portraits of the few residents, night photography on the poorly lit roads... Somewhere, there are stories waiting to be told.
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