
A couple weeks ago, I was out in western Kansas shooting wind farms for a State project promoting economic development and employment opportunities in rural areas. I got my start shooting out in this part of the world. Throughout high school and college I had jobs that had me prowling the backroads of this under-appreciated state and I came to know it in detail. I’ve roamed all 105 counties and it’s a rare dirt road that I haven’t been down at least once.
Over the past few years, my attention has largely been elsewhere. My photography began to take me farther afield and international travel has been a bigger priority. I never stopped shooting around my home state, but it has taken a bit of a back seat for a while. This year I decided to refocus on Kansas a bit and to freshen up those stock files. That decision led partly to my taking this ongoing assignment of documenting rural areas for the State. It has several aspects, but the common element is that it’s getting me back into the countryside and I’m having a blast rediscovering this place that I’ve known so well, but — in some ways — has changed so much over the past few years.

It was appropriate that this first segment would focus on wind farms, as they may represent the biggest visual change to the Kansas landscape in decades. Even crossing the state on I-70, you can’t help but be awed by a large and growing group of these behemoths in the Smoky Hills near Ellsworth. I shot one of the state’s first wind farms near Montezuma for Kansas! magazine years ago and in the time since, they’ve been sprouting up everywhere. On that first shoot, I only visited a finished wind farm but on this assignment, I would also visit factories, assembly areas and holding yards where the giant components are stored until needed.




What I saw on this assignment is that wind power is changing the Kansas landscape in more ways that you see by driving down the interstate. This is a new, booming industry. It’s not uncommon now to see turbine blades being shipped by rail or passing you on a flatbed trailer as you drive down the highway. In a lot of ways, Kansas hasn’t changed much since I was exploring it 10 and 20 years ago but it has not been standing still. Every time an assignment takes me out into the field, I’m discovering something new about this place.
And I couldn’t resist a quick self portrait while shooting from atop the crane that’s used to load components on rail cars — complete with all my required safety gear:
