I’ve been coming to the desert for my whole life. People have all kinds of reactions when they step foot into a deep canyon or stand on the edge of a 300-foot cliff. At first they are intrigued, looking around, agape by the beauty, and then it hits them, and they pull back, suddenly afraid of how small and impermanent they feel. But slowly they work out of the shock, realize what’s around them, see the beauty, and understand the power of this landscape and their existence. (NSFW — Contains Nudity)
IMPERMANENCE II — A performing-art desert nude series
For Impermanence II, my collaborator was Katie Alderson –– a performing artist who I’d seen perform at a couple local events. She was petit, pretty and had a confident edge to her. I had seen some of her movements onstage and after a few conversations, knew that she would bring a dimension to the series that I hadn’t anticipated originally. (NSFW – Contains Nudity)
IMPERMANENCE I — The beginning of a desert nude series
I didn’t want “Impermanence” to be the standard girl-gets-naked, strikes-a-sexy-pose, turns-you-on kind of photoshoot. I wanted this to be art. I wanted it to illicit a deeper sense, something that made you pause and appreciate not just the beauty, but a deeper meaning. (NSFW – Contains Nudity)
Utah’s Escalante River SUP first descent
IT’S BEEN PUBLISHED !! As an adventure photographer, I struggle with deciding whether or not to publish something. Especially in my own backyard. Some places are meant to stay secret! …
Why do I shoot alone?
I recently had one of my all-time best days of shooting. And of course, I was alone. I endured freezing rain, massive, powerful gusts of wind and shivered until the night turned to light. If this sounds torturous… well, that’s because to some degree it was. But at the same time it was invigorating, it was exciting and when the darkest midnight hues warmed to light, baby blue, it can be more than worth it.
“Surviving Death” Hollow – Staying Calm in the Throes of Danger
We woke up to the dark echoes of an unfamiliar sound. The canyon roared. Minds began racing; were we high enough? Were we going to need to attempt a scramble up the slick sandstone walls that with one slip would send us tumbling into the clutches of the infamous Death Hollow? Or were we going to escape dry, with the story of a lifetime?
Chasing light on bikes in Moab
When sitting on top of a line and the light is fading, I, the man with the camera, who also loves to shred, is faced with a dilemma: Let go of the artist’s eye and just let gravity take hold or ask to go first, post up on a cool corner and try to capture my buddies blasting through the best section of trail.
Capturing fall in Coyote Gulch
Together the ribbons of water, the tarnish on the cliff and the colorful leaves of fall have all the elements of a dream photograph. But each time I return home and begin editing, my mind starts spinning and I think, “I could have done more. Maybe if I moved an inch to the left I could have made the composition more balanced… Moved back and given the tree more breathing room… Opened the shutter for another 2 seconds…”.