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Sometimes a scene thrums with Presence.
Sometimes it feels as if something is happening that I can’t quite make out.
But when I am seeing clearly what simply is, the scene is always awe-inspiring.
Even holy.
These are meditative photos taken when words disappear from the mind.
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I experience the outdoors as my sanctuary, my place of emotional recovery even when the scene hints at menace. I am captured by the material features of the natural world as they cry out with insistent presence even though they are also—and always—impermanent, transient, dissolving. Each form is temporary, mortal just as I am, whether the time scale is one of geologic eras or mere seconds as the light shifts, yet everything reverberates with an implacable and often unsettling glory and mystery.
Everything I photograph feels alive to my senses, pulsing with the same unfolding creation that gives me my life, emanating ineffable glimmers of infinity as they proclaim both our smallness in the immensity of creation and our responsibility to protect what we have been given.
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