Artifacts and Hangovers
A hangover, a hot studio, and a table of ancient pottery. Sometimes creation doesn’t wait for comfort. In the summer of 1991, I found myself photographing Anasazi ceramics in Cortez, Colorado, learning that even through haze and heat, the art of the create endures.
Sam: Best Life Ever
Sam was Mr. Majestic, a talker, a high flyer, and a lap cat who loved the sunroom and the alley windows. This portrait remembers his quiet confidence, his love for Sally, and a life well and fully lived.
The Bridge Over the Drowned City
Beneath a moon veiled in cloud, a bridge spans a drowned valley where something ancient stirs below the water. Was it a memory, a dream, or something that still lingers unseen? Fitting for the season of shadows.
Nearscape Photography: Beneath the Street
A quiet street. A hidden stairwell. Beneath the streetlights of downtown Westminster, a forgotten space waits in shadow, where silence lingers and curiosity meets caution. Fitting for the season of shadows.
Muddy Fields, Honest Faces
A wet and misty September afternoon. Mud on the field. Faces bright with victory and rain. These candid portraits capture the raw energy of youth sports and the realness found in moments that linger after the game.
Rehoboth Beach After Dark
A quiet evening walk through Rehoboth Beach in early March. The boardwalk nearly empty, the lights soft, and the sea close enough to hear.