Sliding in Stowe

I’ve visited a whole bunch of New England’s waterfalls over the past few years for project work, and Stowe is without a doubt one of my favorite regions for exploring. While Moss Glen certainly changes with the seasons there is hardly a bad time for a visit and it was roaring nicely on this summer morning after a healthy dose of rain the night before.

Vibrant summer greens at Moss Glen Falls in Stowe.

Kissed by the Sun

Summertime in New England is filled with wonderful patterns as trees and plants blossom and bloom. One of the most abundant is of course the bountiful cornfields, and they were really shining within Vermont over the past few weeks. These are some rows of corn along Route 100 that are only a matter of days away from harvesting and showcasing the magic of good weather and sunshine within the New England landscape.

Rows of corn basking in morning sunlight on a rural Vermont farm.

Bike Road

I might be biased as a through and through New Englander, but i’d definitely say that Route 100 is among the greatest scenic drives on planet earth. The landscape is alive and vibrant in different ways all through the changing seasons and makes for a refreshing and energizing cruise whether on four wheels or two.

A motorcycle rider cruising along Route 100 in Vermont.
A Harley Davidson cruising through the scenic landscape along Route 100.

Rolling Hills

It goes without saying that 2020 has been a year of strange days for our whole planet, and all the time inside and away from people sure made some travel time around New England feel wonderful over the past few weeks. As much as many people think of Vermont for it’s autumn colors I have a profound love for the landscape during the summertime when things feel as alive and as green as scenery can get.

I am excited to be sharing some new print work with some of these magical landscapes from the past few weeks.

Rolling farmland along the rural hills of Reading, Vermont.

Rolling In

Waves have a wonderful quality about them in that they are all fleeting moments. No one is exactly the same as another, and they arrive and vanish before our eyes with a magic and resonance that is a thing of beauty.

While there is a hardly a bad spot on this earth to watch the waves, I would have to say one of my favorites is from along the sandy shores of Nantucket. This one was a cold evening on the island with storms and big surf on the way but a hint of color out there on the endless horizon as well making for a classic scene along the landscape at Miacomet.

Stormy seas reaching the shores of Nantucket at Miacomet.

Fresh Start

2020 has probably been the strangest and craziest feeling year that most of us have ever lived through. It’s scary, uncertain, dangerous, and has a sense of unknowingness that is almost impossible to draw parallels to. As much as I want to return to the hustle/bustle of doing hundreds of creative shoots a year like usual, it’s instead been a lot more reflecting and refreshing past work which has been fun in it’s own way.

In giving this blog space a refresh I hope to make it a place where I can talk and reflect upon singular images and offer some storytelling and thoughts on the processes I go through in finding and creating images with an impact.

Metaphorically the moment feels like an unpredictable storm, one in which we know will pass over eventually but it’s hard to know when. I have great hope that like this picture below, someday the current storm will clean and we will find sunny days ahead.

Backlit fog rolling through Pinkham Notch on a summer afternoon.