I took the pinhole for a walk through the Piedras Marcadas rock art site on the west side of Albuquerque. I was pleased with the pictures, though I don't know that I'll find a use for them in my current book project.
I had a great walk. The sun was warm enough to make me regret wearing a winter coat. Half way to the bear shaman glyph I was greeted by a coyote chorus. Also saw lots of birds: road runners, doves and rock wrens.
I like the pinhole camera for the way its pictures reflect my feelings as I stand in front of the work of the ancient image makers. I always have the sensation in such places that the great expanse of time since the images were made is really part of an unbroken continuum in which those original artists and I somehow exist simultaneously.