...The West and it's surfaces first capitativated me when I drove across the country when I was eighteen years old. I had a Pentax K1000 camera, I camped in ghost towns, closed campsites, made fires, and learned how to grow a beard. I was introduced to coyotes; on one journey a hungry bear tore the door off my small toyota. Today, the west symbolizes home and a deep longing for me. Work in Southeast Asia has made me value open spaces, parklands, and realize that the lines between what is saved and what becomes developed is increasingly fine.

In graduate school the forests and land in Montana were also kind to me. The forest gave me a roof, images, food, and even a firewood salvage business. The people who gave me access to land have been kind as I've developed my technique and cultivated my vision of understanding both forestlands and myself. It is this quest for understanding that keeps me returning to this land. There are a few new images in this gallery from the US mid-west and the east. I think you'll agree that these work well in this gallery; The West is more vision than place....

Mission Mountains, MT (Enter Gallery....)