May a Stetson lie close to your favorite boots,
May a saddle be where you sit.
May you always remember your Western roots,
Full of try and empty of quit.
- Lincoln Rogers
.Till Goodan illustration, collection J. Davis
helping keep the flame alive
May a Stetson lie close to your favorite boots,
May a saddle be where you sit.
May you always remember your Western roots,
Full of try and empty of quit.
- Lincoln Rogers
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Labels: Bar-D Ranch, cowboy, cowboy poetry, Lincoln Rogers, Till Goodan
John Graves writes in his introduction to Cowboy Life On The Texas Plains"there a couple of main troubles with trying to say in print anything worth saying about cowboys... an astounding lot has already been said about them, both by old cowboys themselves in reminiscences written or dictated late in life, and by observers of whom quite a few have been thoughtful persons with a good knowledge of the subject."
Mr. Graves has a point. Words can, and often do, fail us. Photography rarely does. Photographs append meaning to those events we read about. Most importantly, for me, photographs inform in ways words cannot...
Ray Rector c.1902
Stamford, Texas c.1903
SMS Flat Top Ranch cowboys branding a calf

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Grand Entrance, Texas Cowboy Reunion Rodeo c.1930
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Mustang. The word conjures up all manner of images in my mind's eye. After reading Deanne Stillmans' book, Mustang. The Saga of The Wild Horse In The American West, those images have greater meaning for me.
Eloquent and entertaining. A series of related narratives. Finely written and rigorously researched. Ms. Stillman has given us a book much more than the sum of it's parts...
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Max Kegley was a “Desert Rat”... which by definition is “one who habitually and of his own free will frequents the desert.” He was also an extraordinary photojournalist. His curiosity and passion for the state and citizens of Arizona knew no bounds.
Not much is known today about Max Kegley, but his published photographic essays. Loot of a Desert Rat and Rodeo, The Sport of the Cow Country, are important works. More than the sum of their parts, these books help us understand our heritage.
I admire this man and his work and feel it most appropriate to let his words tell the first part of his story. His photographic essays can tell you the rest.
"Arizona became my adopted state in November of 1926 when having foresaken the chill of a snowbound country, I stepped off the train into a land of sunshine. Palm trees silhouetted an early dawn and a mocking bird’s cheery song sounded a royal welcome. I felt sure that I had found a spot that I should enjoy always, and a decade has confirmed that belief.”
“Being a lover of out-of-doors, I have taken full advantage of my opportunity to be with nature. (A borrowed camera, and later my own photographic equipment, have added to my enjoyment of her wonders.)”
“It is my hope that this work may influence others to leave the beaten paths and to seek the beauty found by the by-ways that wind through this picturesque state.”Kegley’s portrayal of Arizona and her people is straight forward and informed. Cowboys. Indians. Rodeo. The Round-up. Sheep Drives. Desert Life. Cacti and the wonders of Arizona’s landscape. Not much escaped his curiosity or eye.
"Cowboy "trappings", hats, boots, chaps and other accessories, are a cowboy's greatest extravagance. Fifty bucks is not too much for a pair of boots he likes, but he usually rolls his own cigarettes."
"Celebrities of Rodeo. Left to right: Fritz Traun, World's Champion, 1940, Paul Carney, World's Champion, 1939, and Burel Mulkey, World's Champion, 1938. They are great pals. With no rodeo scheduled for a few weeks, they were at Paul Carney's place roping calves and matching their ponies for side bets."
"If the Judges were looking at this second, G.W. Cox would score well - his spurs are deep in the bronc's shoulders."
"Fritz Traun stopped at the soft drink stand back of the chutes. He is seriously studying the program and not much aware of this feminine admirer."
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A man of many talents. Photographer. Rodeo Announcer. Penmanship Professor. Marksman. Stryker's passion for life and photography knew no bounds. His photographs append meaning to the the old saying that "a picture is worth a thousand words".
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Jim Stuckenberg. Cowboy. Ranked Bull Rider. Horseman. Artist... his work is from the inside out. Like the work of Til Goodan and Will James, Stuckenberg's art draws from intimate knowledge and experience. 'nuff said.