Photographing cows in Texas. Seems cliche. To me though, this shoot was pretty special. You grow up in Texas and cows become part of the landscape. Just the same as the beige strip malls, large expanses of sky and barbed wire fences you see driving down any given highway in North Texas. I mean really you could walk out of a 7-11 and in the next lot there could be a longhorn just staring at you.
After moving to California, palm trees took the place of cows in the passing landscape. I never really knew I missed them until they were gone. Funny enough, I never photographed any cows for as long as I resided in Texas. Again, it would be cliche ... like photographing palm trees in California.
Recently on a trip back I traveled out to Possum Kingdom Lake and had a chance to shoot a new mama cow and her calves on a client's ranch. I will admit looking at them on the inside of a barbed wire fence is an entirely different/thrilling/kinda horrifying experience. On the inside of the fence they are no longer pieces of a passing landscape, but exude a sort of mythical majestic vibe (particularly so when lit by a Texas sunset).
Lucky for me I was able to capture these two things in tandem. Living in LA, I don't see them often enough to take for granted anymore: cows and Texas sunsets.