POTTERY, the massive, hand painted, red lettering say as it smacks your windshield like a buggy stretch of highway. Byron T. Seeley is the eclectic mind behind Monk King Bird Pottery which resides in a converted gas station on a blazing stretch of 287. Across the highway rests the only watering hole for 50 miles East and West, and Jeffrey City, the 1950s uranium mining company town, now ghost town. After the uranium collapse in the early 80s, Jeffrey City went from a bustling 4,500 residents to less than 40 today. Sore traveler butts and wandering souls are graced by artifacts from Seeley’s adventures and other relics by fellow artists. He’s a legend across the land and has the stories to back it up. Be sure to give him a holler for me and perhaps see my juniper spoon among his collection. Til’ next time Byron.
Byron T. Seeley of Monk King Bird Pottery, Wyoming, 2025
Butterfield family ski suit collection, 2025
It was 30° at 7am when I set this up. Luckily my feet were numb enough not to care about the gravel. Thanks for the help dad.
Said it just quit on em’. Ran fine coming out, wouldn’t start going back. His brother’s got a trailer in Riverton. If we’d give him a ride to the conservation camp down the road, he could use their landline. Camp was empty outside the kitchen folk who let him, but the call couldn’t go through. Only other option was to take them to town for cell service and have a bud while they wait for his brother. Had to get the truck off the road first though.
Wyoming, 2025
