![](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/61269b24d07fff0f8a9486e7/0c6676b6-9c11-4e9b-a9f2-346f38cf86ac/emilybolden_shenandoahriver.jpg)
-PHOTO-
EMILY
BOLDEN
COLLECTION
|
-PHOTO-
This was a place that really felt like home. It wasn’t without heartache, it didn’t last that long- but the light was just right. Charlottesville, VA
Slowing down and seeing things.
The dappled light of my story.
High in the blue ridge mountains on an August afternoon.
You’ll find me here. Utah
On the road through dreams.
It holds all of this.
Trackside in my hometown.
![](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/61269b24d07fff0f8a9486e7/9d87df15-e255-4adf-95de-a2814df66006/NN6A7119.jpg)
The car makes the perfect lawn ornament. Neah Bay, WA
Cape Flattery historical vantage point. Neah Bay, WA
Love and a bench seat. Painted Desert, AZ
The river view trail and a large light leak.
Pit stop for a dip along the Desert Route. Chile
There’s just a lot that we don’t see.
On the precipice of somewhere and something with someone.
Oregon Coast
On the road through dreams (again).
Imagination comes to life. Telluride, CO
— VIEW THE FULL COLLECTION —
|
![](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/61269b24d07fff0f8a9486e7/b613880a-d8fc-4b25-9005-ff17e2ca2437/L1002008.jpg)