Silence

In dense fog, my walking companions often bemoan the lack of a view. I, however, treasure the rare moments when the onslaught on my senses is highly reduced.When I see very little, but vague shapes and fragments. When I hear nothing, but my own steps. When I smell only the moist air itself.It’s like walking…

Hidden Layers of Perception

These images are part of an ongoing series of multiple exposure photographs that I’ve taken in my local forest. They are visual excerpts of a path that I have walked at least 200 times a year for the last 10 years. Yet, depending on the season, weather, light, my mood and mindset, I still uncover new views that…

Edge of the Forest

Standing in the middle of an old forest is certainly wonderful, but there’s something exciting about seeing an unknown wood just from the edge of it. The view is limited, and you don’t know what awaits you inside. Are there paths to walk, or just impassable thickets?