July 24 ~ A Magic, Moving, Living Part
“A river seems a magic thing. A magic, moving, living part of the very earth itself— for it is from the soil, both from its depths and from its surface, that a river has its beginning.”
~ Laura Gilpin

Sunrise desert landscape honoring Laura Gilpin's photography of the Southwest Photographer Laura Gilpin (1891–1979) understood the quiet power of nature. Born in Austin Bluffs, Colorado, she wandered the nearby Rocky Mountains as a child, drawn to the landscape’s stillness and mystery. Her parents gave her a Brownie camera in 1903, and by her teens, she was experimenting with autochromes—a luminous new color process from France that would shape her artistic vision.

“Much earnest philosophical thought is born of the life which springs from close association with nature,” she said.

Gilpin often camped out for days, waiting patiently for the right moment, the perfect light. She once explained, “I am willing to drive many miles, expose a lot of film, wait untold hours, camp out to be somewhere at sunrise, make many return trips to get what I am after.”

In 1930, fate placed her on sacred ground when her car ran out of gas on a Navajo reservation. That unexpected moment began a lifelong connection. Moved by the land and its people, Gilpin returned again and again, capturing compassionate, deeply human portraits of Navajo and Pueblo life.

She did not impose. She observed. With a profound sense of respect and empathy, she became one of the first white artists to document Native American communities with dignity and care—not as distant subjects, but as neighbors and friends.

Her photographs were both epic and intimate—vast Southwestern vistas softened by the gentleness of dawn, stone and sky rendered tender through her lens. She believed in waiting for the spirit of a place to reveal itself. She called design “the fundamental of everything.”

For Laura Gilpin, photography was never just about taking pictures. It was a way of listening. Of belonging. Of standing reverently in the presence of something greater than herself—and giving it light.

Let beauty emerge.From stillness, let beauty emerge.📸