Fred, Jeff and Joan Hanselmann
Jeff Hanselmann and his wife Ayn
Steve Hanselmann, Jeff’s Son
Joan Hanselmann, Fred’s wife
Photographs of wild and scenic America by Fred, Joan, Jeff and Steve Hanselman
A family business for over twenty years.
Hanselmann Phototograpy is myself, Fred Hanselmann, plus my son Jeff Hanselmann and my wife, Joan Hanselmann. Joan and I have been seriously photographing the Rockies and the Southwest since 1990. Jeff joined Rocky Mountain Photography in 2013.
For fifteen years Joan and I lived in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains near Howard, Colorado. In March of 2009 we moved to Placitas, NM where there is less snow and warmer weather. Placitas is located about ten miles north of Albuquerque in the foothills of the Sandia Mountains. Our new home in New Mexico isn’t quite as deep in the mountains as our Colorado home was, but Placitas has a real feel of being part of the southwestern desert rather than part of a big city. Both of us feel much more at home in a rural environment than in the city. Actually, neither of us has ever lived in even a small city. There are a bunch of pictures of where we used to live in Colorado and where we now live in New Mexico at the bottom of this page.
Jeff currently lives in a small town in Maine just south of Portland. He is married and has three children who are seven, eight and ten. For many years Jeff was a roofing contractor in Colorado and then he ran his own construction company in Maine. In 2015 Jeff decided he was ready for a change and became a partner in Rocky Mountain Photography.
Jeff is now the main photographer at Hanselmann Photography. Here is an Article comparing Jeff’s Photographs with Fred’s. There are lots of great pictures here.
Fred is the guy below with the large format camera. Joan is on the right, photographing with her medium format camera at McDonald Lake in Glacier National Park. That is Jeff above on the long bike ride Fred and Jeff did in upstate NY in May of 2016.
Both Joan and I have a great love for the mountains and rivers and deserts of the American west. I suppose this came from our childhoods. We both grew up in Wyoming and learned at an early age to love the wild places around us. Joan grew up camping and fishing and hiking with her family in the Wind River Mountains in the North-western part of the state.I had similar experiences. When I was between ten and fourteen or so, my parents would often take my brother and I on a series of wonderful summer vacation trips to the great National Parks of the West. Since we lived in Wyoming, one of the places we often visited was Grand Teton National Park. I can still remember one magic morning when we got up very early to go on a hike. We were walking around Jenny Lake shortly after dawn. The lake was absolutely still and mirrored the majestic Cathedral Group of the Tetons. Mists swirled above the lake and in the high peaks. The air was filled with the scent of pine and clean mountain water. I was absolutely enthralled. I vowed to come back. And I have. I’ve been back to the Tetons every year of my life since, except for a couple of years that I spent in the army. The Tetons have become a central and enduring part of my life.
Another formative experience happened on one of our visits to the Grand Canyon. We were on the North Rim at the beautiful old lodge there. I remember we were on some sort of overlook near the lodge, right on the the rim of the canyon. Someone was playing classical music on an organ. How the organ got to the overlook, I’m not sure. I guess the lodge did things more grandly in those days. I remember standing at the iron railing, overlooking the Canyon, watching the sun set into purples and mauves and golds and reds and being completely swept away. My mother tells me that I couldn’t be budged from the place until the sun had completely set and it was dark.
And then there were countless fishing and camping trips in Wyoming that filled my mind with happy memories. The smell of sage, the sound of running water, the sight of white cumulus clouds floating high over blue peaks had a large influence on my developing mind.
I’m sure that all of these experiences played a large part in my decision to become a landscape photographer. These images of the beauty of the natural world, seen at an early age, have remained with me all my life. Perhaps by being a landscape photographer, I’m trying, over and over, to recreate the perfection of these early images.
Joan photographing in the Tetons
Fred using a 4×5 camera near our old home in Howard, CO
Jeff Hanselmann shooting in the winter blueberry fields of Maine
Fred and Joan Hanselmann with their youngest granddaughter Caitlin in Maine.
Jeff Hanselmann biking in Upstate NY
For 15years we lived in the pine forest not far beyond this mountain meadow
The road to our old home in Howard, Colorado. For 15 years we lived in the foothills of the Sangre de Cristo Mountains three miles up this road. The two prominent mountains are called the Twin Sisters.
Our Old Home in The Sangre de Cristo Mountains in Howard, CO
Our New Home in Placitas NM After a Rainstorm
8275, The view to the West from the backyard of our new home in Placitas, NM
Placitas NM and the Sandia Mountains From Our New Placitas Home
The Sandia Mountains From the Front Yard of Our Placitas Home
Fred and Joan Hanselmann, Taken by Their Grandaughter Rachel
Fred Hanselmann, June 2016
Jeff with his wife in the Philippines in 2013
Our McDonald Lake picture on a bedroom wall.