
Pastel Drive
While there is no debating the effect of travel on inspiration, I believe there is something to be said, and more importantly learned, about photographing

While there is no debating the effect of travel on inspiration, I believe there is something to be said, and more importantly learned, about photographing

I am here to tell you that I have found the absolute best camera in the world, and despite it’s pungent aroma of cliche and overused tropes… it is… drumroll…

For the longest time I held aspirations of moving to a narrow hemlock-lined hollow in the mountains, building a cabin and living out my days alone in quiet contemplation. Free from the distractions and hinderances of societal life, surrounded by beauty I would finally be able find peace and truth. But the older I get, the more I question the path of secluded beauty.

Caves and introspection, walking hand and hand since forever. I suppose it should be no surprise, after all caves are the literal embodiment of looking

The other day while walking around Harrisburg, I was struck at the sheer number and variety of signs I saw. Some were small and suggestive while others were large and commanding. Some held labels, some sold things, but most of them just said “no” in one way or another.

Prepare to see my perspective widen, or at least those of my photos. I just picked up a new lens, a Sony FE 28mm f/2. For

Engine 253 of the Lehigh Gorge Scenic Railway rumbles near the trailhead of Glen Onoko Falls in Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania.

I’m not gonna lie, I tried to come up with a more better title for this series of photographs, but nope. Oh well. The title isn’t the important thing, unless of course you care about SEO and audience retention, and well…

In the previous post, “The Same Wall”, I had every intention to speak in a pragmatic, conversational voice, but inspiration had other plans. I wanted to touch on the casual topic of subjective and objective reality by using a reductive metaphor of a single wall.