Nearly all of the photographs in this collection depict scenes within five miles of my house in Council Bluffs, Iowa.

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All of the photographs in this collection depict scenes in and around Omaha, Nebraska.

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I can spend hours with a single flower, exploring the way its expression changes with every new pose, every slight adjustment in perspective. The slow and deliberate process in the changing light, with shifting shadows, is fascinating to me. As evidenced by the minimalist compositions you see in this collection, I am rarely satisfied with anything more than a single flower against the sterility of a white background—an uncluttered stage.

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I can spend hours with a single flower, exploring the way its expression changes with every new pose, every slight adjustment in perspective. The slow and deliberate process in the changing light, with shifting shadows, is fascinating to me. These are the darker selections from the floral series.

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This collection represents the true genesis of my photography. What began as visual record-keeping of faraway places as a kid evolved into dawn-to-dusk photography marathons by my early thirties. But the thread that binds those two chapters in my life has remained constant; travel photography is a record of some of my fondest memories, and the familiar sensations of wonder and exhilaration still wash over me every time I visit a new and unfamiliar place.

Every photograph in this collection depicts a backroads discovery. Some are roadside barns that I've stumbled upon while travelling. Many seem to have been mostly forgotten, left to languish amid blazing summers and unrelenting winters, pelted and rocked by all sorts of prairie squalls, protected only by the graces of craftsmanship and providence.

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I realize that fog might be an odd thing to love, since most people seem to think of it as a weather inconvenience, a hindrance to an otherwise lovely day. But not me. 

There’s just something mystical about fog. It’s secretive, deceptive, mysterious. It mandates myopia, immediacy. It asks questions, yields few answers, and I love that dynamic in photographs. The narrative always starts clearly enough but fades with distance, dissolving into shapes, discolorations, suggestions of form, eventually becoming gray nothingness.

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For me, Lake Manawa (Council Bluffs, Iowa) has become much more than a pretty place to take pictures. It's become a place of respite, of renewal. I've spent countless mornings awaiting the sunrise across the way from Boy Scout Island, and not a single photograph has done the slightest bit of justice.

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Black and whites.

Lines of power.

Prints of most of these photographs can be ordered through my Stay Ordering Gallery.

This list changes often and without notice. 

These photographs are part geometry, part luminosity, part chemistry, and all twirl.