Photographed in Wildwood Park, Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. 2018
When I am surrounded by trees, I see peace everywhere I look. I see peace in the detritus of the trail; the trees of years
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
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
I’ve finally gotten around to processing the rest of the of the photos from my camping trip to Tuscarora State Forest last month. I opted
We’ve all seen those landscape photos that make us stop scrolling, the Milky Way rips through the dark sky while the perfectly lit and contrasted