Honored to have some photos & words featured on Rock Meets Soil. Full feature on their blog!
Each of these photos has a silhouetted theme—
it's difficult to see the faces of the subjects. To me,
they represent the vulnerability and mystery of human
relationships. Often we only display curated parts of
ourselves deemed worthy of revealing.
Most of us are half hidden—we're
anthropomorphic glaciers gliding through the world,
carrying most of our burdens beneath the surface.
Photography feeds my curiosity, allows me to evoke
emotion, and every so often, grants me a glimpse into who
someone truly is. May we continue to welcome life's
mysteries, keep asking questions, and have
the courage to show our scars.
Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous
to be understood.
How grass can be nourishing in the
mouths of the lambs.
How rivers and stones are forever
in allegiance with gravity
while we ourselves dream of rising.
How two hands touch and the bonds
will never be broken.
How people come, from delight or the
scars of damage,
to the comfort of a poem.
Let me keep my distance, always, from those
who think they have the answers.
Let me keep company always with those who say
"Look!" and laugh in astonishment,
and bow their heads.
Friends! I’ll be in New Mexico, Utah, & Arizona for April/May, and I’m looking to shoot some weddings, local businesses, and musicians while I’m out there. All travel fees will be waived!
Any connections or suggestions would be amazing!
favorite place, year 33
Last October, 4 pals & I road tripped around the Northeast in search of fall.
"Ah, September! You are the doorway to the season that awakens my soul." - Peggy Toney Horton | 09.2016
Thingvellir National Park, Jokulsarlon Glacier lagoon, Skaftafell National Park, Eglisstadir
1o days, 6 women, 1 Pathfinder
Reykjavik -> Vik -> Hofn
On a summer morning
I sat down
on a hillside
to think about God-
a worthy pastime.
Near me, I saw
a single cricket;
it was moving the grains of the hillside
this way & that way.
How great was its energy,
how humble its effort.
Let us hope
it will always be like this,
each of us going on
in our inexplicable ways
building the universe.
- Mary Oliver
I spent a day in Austria at the end of my Somersault trip last summer. My wonderful Airbnb host Monika took myself and 15 elderly Austrians on a hike that passed by 4 glacial lakes. I was the youngest by 30 years and the only English speaker. There's a certain learned contentment that comes with being an outside observer. The white lines carving the mountainsides were streams of pure glacier water termed "glacier milk"; from a distance the water appears white.
“If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.”
- Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
I think of:
- baguettes & bicycles
- biking onto a 4 lane highway (ask me about this in person)
- the magic of Paris at night
- Fat Tire bike tour with some New Jersey bros (ask me about this as well)
- listening to the street wake up from our airbnb window