The vastness of these dunes made a huge impression on me – the enormous area covered in every direction by sand, the tiny footprints I left behind me. I liked how the light fell, and how even out there in the harsh, wind-blown sand, tiny plants and animals still made a life for themselves.
Walking along the edge of the dunes, where the sand slowly suffocates the desert, I was struck by the beautiful shape of the light. I had the feeling that I could walk away from this place forever, never quite arriving at the outside world, never really escaping the dunes. I photographed it like this, showing the beautiful, brutal march of the inevitable sand into the evolving landscape.
Dunes, Sweeping Shadows: Death Valley, CA, 2003