Moving through
I like to think about life as the process of moving through. Moving through the mountain pass with the wild alpaca. Through the grief of a freshly logged forest. The relief of sun rays coming through the fog after many days of heavy rain. These moments add up to a sum greater than its parts.
For me, finding purpose and intention in photography is more of a maze than a path. I’ll let you know if I find the end. Until then, photography feels like a way to remember my sense of wonder.
As an outdoor athlete, I spend my life moving through the wild, where my relationship to the environment is forged in effort and repetition. I see my own stories woven into the seasons, inspired to photograph the first-person experience of the landscape and how it feels in the body to be there.
I listen to the stories of the deer moving through the woods in rain, or the mountain goats who trotted in the trails. I notice when the peonies bloom in early spring and feel it when the birds come back. They teach the air to sing.
Photography feels like a bridge between viewer and nature. I hope the work inspires people to see the ways humanity is deeply connected to nature; that we are nature itself.
