I chase the human condition. The unguarded moments that define us. I seek remnants of who we are in things. This site isn’t a gallery wall. Its a trail of stories, observations, and quiet moments.
Click images and text. See where it takes you.
“Eye contact… the shift in body language. The truth always slips out before words.
That’s the shot worth keeping.”
Getting lost out there is part my journey.
Antelope Valley
Some places hide ghosts of who we were.
HWY 140
Others whisper to be remembered
Sacramento River Delta
“These images reveal the mystique of deserted back roads, and forgotten structures, exploring a sense of space, and our place in it.”
“The street doesn’t wait. You catch it’s pulse, or miss it. I watch the shadows move, the gaps in time. The quiet flickers that tell more than any posed frame ever will.”
Objects hide secrets, and hold stories.
Some I've found hidden in boxes,
others I create in the studio.
If we look closely, the human condition can be found in the scratches, dents, and how we use, or consume them.
“A photo is an invitation to step inside a moment. To bear witness, and feel the edge of someone else’s world against your own. When single images are woven together, they create a rhythm that draws you in, making the world feel a little smaller.”
“From a single face to a forgotten object, from a fleeting street moment to a story in motion — everything here is part of the same conversation. These images challenge you to step in the frame. They press against you, asking you to pay attention, to see the world, and yourself, in a new frame.”