Description
This print shows the decomposing remains of a Coues White-tailed Deer in the red dust of Dead Horse country, sun-bleached fur and bone exposed to heat, wind, and time. The image is raw and unsoftened — a direct reminder of what survival requires in desert stone and dry canyon air. Nothing here is hidden or romanticized. The body lies where it fell, slowly returning to the land that claimed it. It’s stark, honest, and rooted in the truth that beauty and brutality exist side by side in the Southwest.
Dead Horse Country is known for unforgiving terrain, scarce water, and heat that leaves little room for weakness. Life here is earned, and death is part of the landscape. This scene reflects that harshness without filter — the cycle of prey, predator, and climate written clearly on the ground.
This print belongs in spaces that respect nature’s truth rather than its comfort — studios, personal galleries, or rooms built for reflection, confrontation, and authenticity. Real land is not always gentle. Sometimes, its story looks like this.