A photographer is more than just someone who knows how to use a camera; a photographer is someone who consciously makes an effort not to look, but to see. In our busy, task-oriented world, profound glimpses of beauty constantly go unappreciated. Yet, as Gerard Manley Hopkins wrote, even though “generations have trod, have trod, have trod” and all are “bleared, smeared with toil,” there still “lives the dearest freshness deep down things.” I live each day with the conviction that “the world is charged with the grandeur of God,” laden with gifts waiting to be noticed. This is why I have spent years trying to learn how to see.

As an artist, my calling is fundamentally simple: I try to notice the unnoticed and present it to the viewer, saying, “Wait! Please! Look. This is beautiful. It is worthy of your time, your love, your awe.” There is a debt of obligation owed to beauty. If justice is giving each their due, my goal is to help others treat the landscapes and people around them with that same justice, offering them the careful attention they deserve. Even in expansive, breathtaking settings, I often zoom in to present a precise, intentional selection of form, light, and color.

Ultimately, I hope my art serves as a reminder to live a life fully alive, seeing, hearing, and loving whole-heartedly. May it remind you to watch the entire sunset as the varying light flirts with the autumn leaves, listen to the rain against a time-worn gutter beneath a streetlamp, and notice the joys and cares of the people around you. I pray my work awakens in you that profound, familiar longing — sehnsucht — and causes you to weep sometimes when you wonder why all this beauty still doesn’t fill the ache it inspired in you.