Collection of loose leaf photos from Arizona to Colorado. Road trip is always fun with a camera.
The first night it rained heavily in Page, Arizona. Once it passed the landscape revealed a different textures, aspects, and motions. It’s humbling to have observed the rare instance of it.
When the rain washes you clean, you’ll know.
Photography some times feels like a fools errand–trying to capture infinity with a finite tool. The psyche of the landscape was so dynamic filled with unimaginable textures, unheard of colors, and irresistible contour. I picked up some earth sample and rubbed it on my hands, smelled it, and I melted for I felt molecularly connected.
Going through Lower Antelope feels like flowing through her hair–the waves, lines, and color.
When I lived in Page, Arizona there was this one spot I loved going after work. The locals called in Beer Can Hill or . There I would go for long walks in solitude, ponder about many things, wrap myself in its silence, and keep on walking–sometimes at hours at end. Also, when I had to make a call that spot had the best cell reception. I called this rock my communication rock, allowed me to connect to the external world as well as my internal. I sincerely miss taking my evening stroll there.
One of the greatest joy of traveling is meeting new friends. The exchange of big laughters, crazy stories, and bear hugs are the building blocks of awesome friendship–and my friends in Page, Arizona are just that. Everything from playing Mexican Train, having a BBQ, or simply getting together for dinner, they do it with a glorious gesture. Life is grand and amazing in the Southwest, just like the nature. These are some of photos from us partying and hanging hard. I love you all, can’t wait to see you guys again soon.
Life always surprises me, how a simple “Yes” can have a huge ripple effect connecting to others beyond one’s perception. Four years ago I almost didn’t go on the multi-day trip with the guys at Hidden Canyon Kayak.The owner, Dave Panu, made it work so I could go on the trip and what an life changing experience it was. After the trip I started working for them (website and social media), befriended awesome new people every time I come out here for a yearly business trip. We go out on Lake Powell together, share food, silly stories, and play. Life is grande when you connect.
In December of 2003 I saw a photo of people at a beach enjoying a campfire and each other’s company right as the sun was setting. The shot was framed by the suicide door opening of the brand new model called Honda Element. I was immediately captured by the photo. Then I found out it had an iPod hook up and polyurethane floor and that was it! Right then I had a connection with the Element and understood the power of photography.