Thoughts & Updates
Choosing to Stay
The weather here in St. Augustine has been unusually kind since the beginning of the year. Warmer than I remember it being in years past. Almost summerlike at times. Because...
Choosing to Stay
The weather here in St. Augustine has been unusually kind since the beginning of the year. Warmer than I remember it being in years past. Almost summerlike at times. Because...
Staying a Student
A new year arrives with possibility. Not because everything resets, but because we’re still here to notice it. I feel grateful for the experiences of the past year — for...
Staying a Student
A new year arrives with possibility. Not because everything resets, but because we’re still here to notice it. I feel grateful for the experiences of the past year — for...
When Creativity Compounds
Lately, I’ve been spending a lot of time writing. More than I ever have before. And I don’t think that’s separate from my photography at all. If anything, photography has...
When Creativity Compounds
Lately, I’ve been spending a lot of time writing. More than I ever have before. And I don’t think that’s separate from my photography at all. If anything, photography has...
The Quiet Operation
Long before I ever carried a rifle, I carried a camera. Both have shaped the way I see the world - one through the discipline of precision, the other through...
The Quiet Operation
Long before I ever carried a rifle, I carried a camera. Both have shaped the way I see the world - one through the discipline of precision, the other through...
Noticing What Coexists
I was out early this morning, standing on the small bridge over the Matanzas just west of the Vilano Bridge. It was cold - around forty-five degrees - but calm. ...
Noticing What Coexists
I was out early this morning, standing on the small bridge over the Matanzas just west of the Vilano Bridge. It was cold - around forty-five degrees - but calm. ...
Taking Off the Armor
There is a part of us we learn to protect. A part we cover, quiet, or harden because the world asks us to be something we are not. For me,...
Taking Off the Armor
There is a part of us we learn to protect. A part we cover, quiet, or harden because the world asks us to be something we are not. For me,...