My dad never really got serious about being a photographer despite his relative success. He actually sold some photos to various publications, including a poster maker who used a shot of his friend doing a handstand on the summit of Mt. Rainier with one of those slogans like "The harder the journey the greater the glory". By the time he met and married my mom I was 9 and his well appointed Nikon kit was mostly relegated to taking pictures of family holidays. He taught me how to use the equipment and eventually I became the primary shareholder in his Nikon toy stash.
|The railroad track boat house ramp my great grandfather mysteriously built without any help.|
|Cactus in Joshua tree.|
|Cactus in Arizona. On the set of "Off season" with the Airizona cardinals.|
These were both shot on the same day. Industrial studies around Manhatten Beach, CA.
Joshua tree is obviously one of my favorite locations to shoot. It's just one of the places that tends to be inspiring whether you want to be or not.
|Grand canyon. The most photographed piece of land ever. Meh.|
|My dad actually took this photo on a climbing trip.|
My favorite landscapes are always the ones that somehow create a story even though there are no people. What better question than "How the hell did a pair of shoes end up on the metro tracks?"
|Or what's all that stuff for? Little viles? Must be something sinister. People usually fill in the rest of the story for you.|
This was a friends 1951 Studebaker I shot for a classic car calendar in San Diego.
|Taxco, Mexico. Favorite mexican town ever.|
|Indian reservation somewhere outside Utah.|