After the publication of my first photo book, "Between Places," I set out to create a series of photo books centered on small towns in the American West. As soon as I had the idea, I knew that Arco, Idaho had to be the subject of the first book. Arco (and the adjacent Craters of the Moon National Monument) proved to be the perfect stopping place during a family road trip to Yellowstone. We explored the park for about an hour before having lunch in Arco. We were entranced by the black rocks and vibrant green plants that dotted the springtime landscape. This hill, the remnants of an inferno cone, appears to be made of loose volcanic rock. A steep trail leads to the top, where a few lonely trees, bushes, and windswept flowers have managed to take root. From its base, the landscape looks barren and otherworldly. The name "Craters of the Moon" starts to make more sense. (In fact, in 1969, it was used by Apollo 14 astronauts to learn how to collect soil samples on the moon.) One year and two road trips to Arco later, "ARCO" was published, and this photograph was included as the only one in the book to feature people. While images of the town of Arco are eerily empty, the one stark landscape that would look appropriately empty is occupied, if only for a moment. The couple's carefree, downhill jog looks terrifically out of place. Somehow, space suits would look more appropriate than their shorts and t-shirts. Sometimes love feels like a world of its own.