In the summer of 2019 my girlfriend, Crystal, and I drove across Canada to pick up a load in a cargo trailer from long term storage to bring back across Canada to our farm. For me, this had been the fourth year in a row to make this exact same
Shawnigan Lake is where I’ve been calling home for a while now. It’s a beautiful community along the Victoria Watershed, just north of the Malahat and Victoria, on Vancouver Island, in beautiful British Columbia. Being an outdoors man, naturally I’ve taken to wandering with my camera in hand. Every month
I cross the Strait of Georgia frequently. Back and forth, back and forth. I find that when I’m heading back to Vancouver Island I catch the best kind of sunset, if it’s not raining. On the way over, it’s usually around noon when I arrive – not so fine for
Tonight my mom said, “I really miss my mom.” When I get stuck inside of my head, responses like, “I do too,” become unnecessary to me, yet so very necessary for conversation and community, for family. It’s hard to write that it’s not the same without my grandmother, it’s really
Reflecting back on these photographs of Leiah Luz (previous posts, instagram, fb) we made earlier in the year makes me realize how poetic every experience is with her. This is what I strive to capture as a photographer, and always the space I aim to nurture. I realize that a
