Planning My Return to Analog
I want to use my hands to bring my stories together and feel the paper and photos.
Personal
Nervous Crossing the Campus
Turns out, my girlfriend was pretty good at match-making when it came to us.
Life is Wild and Beautiful
Life is beautiful and with time, it has a way of leaving its mark on things.
What it Means to Be a Tourist
I never expected to be a stranger here or for it to be so strange to me.
On Cultivating Vision
It’s an exercise: Observe, reflect, hypothesize, test, and repeat—again and again and again.
Why Story Matters So Much
It began as an appreciation for the albums mom created and became much more.
Under the Apple Tree
The old crab apple tree has sheltered generations and every apple is like a story.
Shh…Don’t Tell My Sister
My sister said that I was a story photographer. I’m starting to think she’s right!