The Wyoming
you walk past
Photographs of what's on the ground, on the bark, and under the rocks. On metal, canvas, or archival paper.
Beauty is earned. Most of it long before I got there.
Some beauty is easy. A sunrise asks nothing of anyone, and there is nothing wrong with that. This is the slower kind — every one of these had to get through something, and not all of them did. Know what that was and you will not look at it the same way again.
Weathered Time
Quiet Resilience
Remnants
Found, not created
I don't go out looking for a particular shot. I pick a direction and go slowly — scanning over tree trunks, under rocks, around whatever plant catches my eye. What's in the frame is what was there.
The parts you walk over
I go slowly and I look down. That is the whole method — no shot list, no destination, just a direction and whatever catches my eye on the way. I started out shooting vistas and animals like everyone does. The details are what kept me.
