A new beginning perched on the edge of the past.

I often find myself perched at the edge, one foot in and one foot out of the environment around me. I look for things that are passed by, things left behind, things being reclaimed. I find beauty in these things.

My photographs have strong graphic elements, which is a natural result of my work as a graphic designer. My eye is drawn to lines, shapes and converging elements.

With my photograhy, I focus on what is at the edge of our vision, on what we tend not to see or consider worth seeing. I capture what exists at the edge of something else. A nowhere place, neither one thing or the other.

We live in a constantly shifting world. We divide the world into easily digestible pieces, seeing how every moment, event, diminutive element fits into the big picture. By getting caught up in this pursuit of minutiae, we miss much of the beauty around us. With my photography I have given close attention to isolated, fleeting moments as I saw them in that instant. It's in that moment that I try to capture the "mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world" memorialized by Henry Miller. Places where man and nature impinge on one another. Things once vital to one, but now forgotten, become vital once again to the other.

Old tools left behind; vines growing on concrete; a sign of hope in the desert; dive fins from nuclear submarines used as art; a shed weathered and blistered in the sun. These things are at the edge of our vision.

At the edge of civilization is the beginning of wilderness. As we encroach on nature we use it to create civilization. In the end, nature reclaims what is used up by man, on a boundary that is constantly in flux.