95 images
Some call it Wine Country but its Sonoma's Wild Country that captures my heart. Since moving here as a young lad nearly thirty years ago, I’ve been blessed to spend countless hours cycling, trail running, hiking, rock-climbing and paddling with friends. With each drive to a trailhead, each footstep, hand-hold, pedal or paddle stroke, a deeper relationship with the place I call home is formed. Meanwhile, the artist’s eye constantly scans the landscape searching for meaningful observations and juxtapositions that represent the experiences and natural truths I’ve come to know.
From the rocky coast to the muddy San Pablo Bay, Russian River, Mayacamas Mountains, and lofty slopes of Mount St. Helena, Sonoma County, an hour north of the San Francisco, has an unparalleled level of visual and ecological diversity. The camera is a silent companion that lets me record and share special moments which unfold as unexpected gifts, or as the result of much planning and pre-visualization.
This body of work is a celebration of the wild country that surrounds us and an appreciation for those who work tirelessly to preserve our natural environment.
Exploring distant places is always incredible but as as Chesterton wrote: "The whole point of travel is to see your home as a foreign land." Each time I return I find renewed appreciation for the intimate familiarity of my own back yard.
43 images
15 images
44 images
27 images
18 images
52 images
55 imagesDeath Valley National Park on southeastern California/Nevada border is the lowest, hottest and driest place in the United States. It is a land of extremes that hosts nearly 1,000 endemic plants and animals adapted to the intense desert heat.
27 images
2 images
22 images
24 images
57 images
66 images
57 images
59 images
69 images
17 images
95 imagesSome call it Wine Country but its Sonoma's Wild Country that captures my heart. Since moving here as a young lad nearly thirty years ago, I’ve been blessed to spend countless hours cycling, trail running, hiking, rock-climbing and paddling with friends. With each drive to a trailhead, each footstep, hand-hold, pedal or paddle stroke, a deeper relationship with the place I call home is formed. Meanwhile, the artist’s eye constantly scans the landscape searching for meaningful observations and juxtapositions that represent the experiences and natural truths I’ve come to know. From the rocky coast to the muddy San Pablo Bay, Russian River, Mayacamas Mountains, and lofty slopes of Mount St. Helena, Sonoma County, an hour north of the San Francisco, has an unparalleled level of visual and ecological diversity. The camera is a silent companion that lets me record and share special moments which unfold as unexpected gifts, or as the result of much planning and pre-visualization. This body of work is a celebration of the wild country that surrounds us and an appreciation for those who work tirelessly to preserve our natural environment. Exploring distant places is always incredible but as as Chesterton wrote: "The whole point of travel is to see your home as a foreign land." Each time I return I find renewed appreciation for the intimate familiarity of my own back yard.