Landscape photography is often not about finding the hidden spot, it’s about your vision of whatever is in front of you and how you execute it. Recently I was back in the Yosemite, which always feels like coming home to me. When a place touches you like this it will always have that warm enveloping feeling like coming home to a Thanksgiving dinner or seeing an old friend and picking up the conversation where it was left years before.
Read MoreAlong the eastern plains of Mono Lake lies a sandy plain sparsely dotted with long dead shrubs.
Read MoreEighteen miles on foot, backpack laden with gear, surrounded by granite and Jeffery pine, I walked on the rooftop of California.
There are times that define us, that seek us out and ask the deep questions of self that only you can answer. Along a small creek, deep in the heart of the John Muir Wilderness was such a time.
Read More...to give himself up to a particular landscape in his experience; to look at it from as many angles as he can, to wonder upon it, to dwell upon it. He ought to imagine that he touches it with his hands at every season and listens to the sounds that are made upon it. He ought to imagine the creatures there and all the faintest motions of the wind. He ought to recollect the glare of the moon and the colors of the dawn and dusk.
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