There resides a quiet paradox in nature photography. Attempting to remain fully present while simultaneously performing an invisible choreography of decisions. Occasionally, one of those rare moments comes along where everything aligns, only for a moment…then it’s gone as quickly as it came.

My travels across the USA unveiled a land I thought only existed in films, detached from my daily existence. In exploration of these varied terrains, my trips have evolved from smaller road trips, to car camping, and eventually backpacking treks into some of the more remote regions of America, and with each new region came a new perspective.

The Oregon Coast stirred something ancient in me, the stars of the Mojave revealed a universal theater, and the birds of the Everglades showed me a true sanctuary.

In the end, we feel the world as much as we observe it, and sometimes an image comes along that mirrors that reality.

           — Bill