The B&W Landscape

Photographed in Central Vermont, “Discover” embodies the unknown, the distant past or the adventured present. Part of a greater body of work, “Paths to Somewhere”

I reminisce upon the days of raising my hands through the textures and tallness of the grass. The seeds floating the air… Make a “Wish”.

In the heart of Patagonia Chile, these mountains stirred me. Part of a greater body of work, “Paths to Somewhere”

“Power” displays the origin of water, the glacial source. In the heart of Chilean Patagonia, miles from the nearest road.

When I turned and saw the path leading to the deep sky, I wanted to follow it. Photographed in the Great Sand Dunes of Colorado. Part of a greater body of work, “Paths to Somewhere”

I “Transcended” to the source itself, the very place water comes from the ground. Photographed in Patagonia, Chile.

Photographed in the majestic Palouse, I wanted to travel these roads forever. “Long Road Home” takes me many places. Part of a greater body of work, “Paths to Somewhere”

As if swimming through a sea of fog, I came upon the most anchored tree, it’s roots deep beneath the ground. “Found”, photographed in the Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta, Colombia.

As if in a dream, I wander through the trees. Vertical Rise photographed in Colorado. I have studied trees with my eyes, but before you I put a representation of my studies through the lens. “Standing Still, the Life of Trees,” documents the character, body and sensitivity of the tree, from the largest living organism, the Aspen, to the gracious Maple.

“Beyond”, the path to forever, the path to the sky. Photographed using a sensitive, granular film, appreciated for the essence portrayed.

I can hear the blowing grasses as the birds fly overhead. “Taking the Turn” photographed in the Palouse, WA.

I was struck by the relationship of the sculpted, aged tree to that of the mountains. “Reach” photographed in the heart of Patagonia, Chile.

“The Eternal”, from where we come, from where we go.

Imagine groves of virgin trees, blanketed with beds of fern upon the mountain top.

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“The Beginning”, photographed in the Sierra Nevada De Santa Marta, Colombia in magic light. I am attracted to paths, from where they come and where they go.

“The Passage” brings a sense of adventure into the heart of Patagonia Chile. Photographed using Ilford 400 film.

On my journeys throughout the distant land, I often know not a sole. It is often the Raven, who is my guide. “Raven Speaks” photographed in the Grand Tetons, Wyoming.

Few places have been quieter, but the wind. The “Winds Reflection” is photographed from one of my favorite spots in the Wind River Range, Wyoming.

I had always admired the relationship of the distant mountains, to the sloped barn, to the birthing birch tree. After a blizzard of snow set into this Dorset Vermont Hollow, I knew by natures perfection, that the moment had come.

“The Land of the Teton”, a timeless sight of magnificent mountains. Grant Tetons, Wyoming.

“The Crest”, photographed in the grass lands of Crested Butte, Colorado. I was struck by the relationship of the low hanging cloud and wheated grass blowing in the wind.

Photographed after a late Spring snowfall, sticking to the maples trees. Notice the sap buckets hanging from the trees. “Spring” photographed in Middletown Springs, Vermont.

As the sun glistened the river, a Canadian goose and its young seemingly hadn’t a worry in the world. “One Fine Day” photographed on the Brandywine River.

“Natures Palette” upon me, by the sound of the rolling sea. Photographed in the deep of San Joseph Cove, Vancouver Island coastline using B&W film.

“The Sound of Silence”, just before the first droplets of rain awakening the water. Green River Reservoir, Vermont

“Above St. Regis”, photographed in the heart of the Adirondacks mountain and lake region.

Paddling until “Lodged” on purpose. The perfect spot to view the meander. Canoeing Central Vermont.

Photographed on Cumberland Island, “Enchanted Passage” meanders the spirit of both desolation and strength. Part of a greater body of work, “Paths to Somewhere”

“From Above”, photographing the simple and complex essences of water flow from Patagonia, Chile.

In a distant and remote land in the mountains of Peru, I came across the “Closed Doors”. I’m an appreciator of primitive architecture, passageways and metaphors.

I could get lost in the gaze of the tree. It’s sighted grove expansive. I have studied trees with my eyes, but before you I put a representation of my studies through the lens. “Standing Still, the Life of Trees,” documents the character, body and sensitivity of the tree, from the largest living organism, the Aspen, to the gracious Maple.

After traveling days into the remote mountains of Peru, I came across La Jila. Ancient stone architecture lead me to the”Sacred Cross”.

The Study and depth of the life of Plants, “Echinacea” remains one of my late season favorites.

“Weathered” breathes character and endurance from the storm. Photographed on the Gaspe Peninsula, Canada.

I love exploring Vermont villages and its hidden gems. Seldom have I encountered “The Round Church”. Photographed in Richmond, Vermont.

“Taconics”, a perfect day in the Taconic Mountain Range of Middletown Springs, Vermont.

“Garlic Study”, photographed soon my wife’s harvest, is a practice of still form and the art in food.

In the heart of “Winter” in the mountains of Pomfret, Vermont, snow veiled the land.

I photographed “Potato Fields” after a fresh blanket of snow laid upon the central Vermont Hill Farm.

"Heading Home" after a hard days work. Photographed in Cuba using Ilford Film.

Soon after our garlic harvest, it was time to photograph “Garlic Study II” with appreciation for natural form.

I photographed “Cross Roads” using one of my favorite films, Kodak HIE to better establish the mood in the landscape, and the relationship of the path, barn and dream like surroundings.

In the grasslands of Alberta, the mountains called me nearer. "To the Mountains", photographed in the Canadian frontier using film.

“Take Me Home”, I am drawn to paths, from where they lead, from where they’ve been. Photographed in Vermont

“Bean Study”, photographed soon my wife’s harvest, is a practice of still form and the art in food. Grown in Central Vermont.

The clean beauty in the lines of a fresh snowfall. “Drifted” photographed in Central Vermont using Ilford Film.

“Garlic Harvest”, photographed moments after harvest. A study of natural form and beauty in the still of life.

After walking on a oxen cart path for a day into remote Cuban countryside, I met a kind gentleman who invited me to talk and explore his farm. The pride and attention in his life’s work was admirable. The story was in his hands. Photographed in Cuba.

Slowly descending the hollow in Bucks County, it was like going back in time. Do gnomes live here? “Around the Bend” photographed in Bucks County, PA using Ilford Film.

After walking on a oxen cart path for a day into remote Cuban countryside, I met a kind gentleman who invited me to talk and explore his farm. The pride and attention in his life’s work was admirable. The story was in his hands. Photographed in Cuba.

The clean beauty in the lines of a fresh snowfall. “Drift” photographed in Central Vermont using Ilford Film.

I have always been struck by the “Symbiotic” relationship, when working the land with thoughtful practice. Photographed in Cuba.

The contemplation of direction and light, “Innocence”. Photographed statue in Central Vermont using Ilford 400 film.

“Fiddlehead Rising”, one of my favorite parts of Spring after enduring a long Winter is watching life spring forth. The fiddlehead ferns, each with their own personality. Photographed in Vermont.

“Gently II”, there is a dance in the way they move. The fern unveiling blanketing the forest floor photographed in the green mountains, Vermont.

Few places have been quieter, but the wind. The “Winds Migration” is photographed from one of my favorite spots in the Wind River Range, Wyoming.

After walking on a oxen cart path for a day into remote Cuban countryside, I met a kind gentleman who invited me to talk and explore his farm. The pride and attention in his life’s work was admirable. The story was in his hands. Photographed in Cuba.

The “Path to Dugneones” was part of a network of old carriage roads through the majestic Georgian Islands. Part of a greater body of work, “Paths to Somewhere”

“Fiddlehead Rising II”, one of my favorite parts of Spring after enduring a long Winter is watching life spring forth. The fiddlehead ferns, each with their own personality. Photographed in Vermont.

After walking on a oxen cart path for a day into remote Cuban countryside, I met a kind gentleman who invited me to talk and explore his farm. The pride and attention to his life’s work was admirable. The story was in his hands. Photographed in Cuba.

With the wind under foot, the landscape was like a painting. “Arc” photographed in the Palouse.

“The Range” leaves me with a sense of the historic journey to the west. The infinite prairie and the animals that led the way.

“100 Miles” until the next mail box. I imagine the distance, the surrounding space, the expanse. Photographed in New Mexico

The approach to the sea is not to be forgotten; the sand dunes, blowing grasses and the crashing sound of the waves. “Tomorrow” was photographed on the Cape Cod National Seashore.

“The Distance”. I wanted to try and capture the sense of approach, no less the magnitude of the California coast.

I could almost hear the harpist and her song! “Harmony” photographed on the Gaspe Peninsula, Canada using Ilford Film.

“Dawns Rising”, the quiet of morning in the heart of Groton State Park, Vermont. Photographed with Ilford 400 film.