I spent the summer shooting exclusively on Kodak Gold 200 and my Hasselblad 500cm.

I sold my Leica M6 and have been working primarily with the Fujifilm X100V. This post is all about change.

With a rare morning to myself, I kayaked a section of the Ocklawaha River and created a video of the adventure.

I made my first photography zine using the film I shot in California.

I recently purchased a Nikonos V and took it to the Juniper Prairie Wilderness to fill some gaps in my photography story.

Jenny and I went to California for our anniversary, and I recorded the entire trip on my Mamiya 7ii and 15 rolls of film.

I have a love-hate relationship with light painting. It never goes as planned, and although my ideas are tactful, the execution is consistently inadequate. This past weekend I took to the woods to explore the role the physical process plays in art and how that affects our perception of it.

We drove to the Juniper Prairie Wilderness Friday evening with the goal of photographing white pond lilies beneath the glow of a rare “blue flower moon.”

There have been two trips that have definitively revolutionized our Juniper Prairie Wilderness project. The first was when we started bringing GPS devices to the woods. The second occurred this weekend.

This past weekend I did some time traveling. Not in the science fiction sense, where someone jumps into a DeLorean or a phone booth and leaps forward and backward in a dramatic attempt to rectify some injustice committed in an alternate timeline. No, my time travel was a little more tame than that.

They warn you about the bears. They warn you about the alligators. They warn you about the rattlesnakes and the water moccasins. But they never warn you about the two guys hauling an oversized bathroom mirror miles through the brush and the thicket into the wilderness. Probably best to stay clear of those two.

It was the 4:15 a.m. alarm that finally succeeded in yanking me from the silence. I rolled out of bed and onto my feet.