Ever since I began photographing the Pentecostal serpent-handling tradition about two years ago, I have been especially curious about snakes. How do the many varieties differ from each other in temperament? What are some of the issues that these reptiles face in contemporary Appalachia, where it is often illegal to… Continue reading.
Winter semester is now in full swing here at OU, but I wanted to take a moment to share some more of the work I did over winter break. During my road trip from Ohio to Southern California, I stopped at Roosevelt Lake in south-central Arizona’s Tonto Forest, where I… Continue reading.
One of the fortunate things about attending a university that uses the semester system is the long breaks that are built into the academic schedule. When I found out that I would have 30 days off after my first semester of graduate school at Ohio University, I immediately started to… Continue reading.
One of my favorite natural wonders in the United States is White Sands National Monument. Located in south-central New Mexico and part of the Tularosa Basin/Chihuahuan Desert, the sprawling field of glistening gypsum dunes has captivated me ever since I found out about it. I visited White Sands for the… Continue reading.
One of my favorite photography pastimes occurred by accident several years ago in Hawaii. Hoping to shoot at a place known as “Green Sands Beach,” I cruised around the island for several hours, but found only jagged cliffs. Just as I was about to give up my search, I drove… Continue reading.
I haven’t written in quite a while. This isn’t because of any shortage of things happening in my life, photographically or otherwise. Honestly, I’ve been at a loss for words. For the holidays this year, I decided to drive across the country from southeast Ohio (where I am attending graduate… Continue reading.
During multiple trips to the Art Matters Gallery for my recent “Faith in Action” exhibition, I’ve driven past the Mt. Olivet Cemetery along Bladensburg Road in northeast D.C. The first time I saw it, I was so distracted by the massive, looming gravestones that I nearly hit the car beside… Continue reading.
About once a month, I roll out of bed at the crack of dawn, fix a strong cup of coffee, and drive 100 miles out to Louisa, Virginia, whizzing past thousands of frustrated rush hour drivers along the way. What could possibly be worth the long red-eye commute into the… Continue reading.