Mack Boudreau

Mack Boudreau stands with a pitchfork gripped tight, his beard thick and dark, the tattoos on his arms peeking from beneath his rolled sleeves as he leans against a weathered wooden post. The rope coiled in his hand suggests a life spent on horseback, his muscular frame accentuated by the weight of the saddle or bench he rests upon. Every pose, hands on hips, lasso in grip, barrel leaned against, locks him in a, unfiltered cowboy presence, his hairy chest and rugged boots making the scene undeniably his.