More of a memoir to the plains, the riverine, the places where things are grown. Most days, backcountry dirt coats my dashboard from open-window summer drives or waist-deep water swirls around me, setting the fishing-line to twist, twirl and jitterbug over the reflective rivers. Lowlands is a portfolio dedicated to time; more aptly, me taking my time and finding aspects that create both the geological and cultural foundation of these mountains. The human hand has been – and is so-prevalent in the cultivating and quilting of the lowland spaces of Montana. Lowlands holds up a mirror to the everyday aspects of rural Montana, and as a mirror presents the ordinary subjects that may typically fail to elicit intrigue on their own, instead showing them as incredible objects in their own rite. I often find there to be overly romanticized filters put on Montana, with hyper-saturated panoramas and colorful, sweeping vistas that dilute the more singular or normal subjects. But above all else, Lowlands has a more contemplative and slow focus; an earthier feel. The images have a tendency to depict the past that remains visible today: the visual aspects that continue to reverberate the pathways of the past.
H I G H L A N D S
Ode to the prominent places, the ones that make our hearts race and our minds yearn. My Highlands portfolio is inspired by the ventures that lent to a love for the West and vertical perspectives. The places I run: sweat-dripped slate paths up into the alpine, along time-telling canyons, cliff ridgelines and down through the musty pine trails. In the mountains of Montana I find the people fluent in the tales of deep breathing, defeated egos and intensely passionate joy; a tenuous spirit risen higher in order to see more and more. The trials and tribulations found afoot in such rugged landscapes are often immediate, but the rewards of overcoming difficulties build in crescendo-like momentum until the release at the trail’s end. In this portfolio I hope to speak to the aforementioned subjects of triumphs and trials in The West and shed my portion of light on the high and Wild places; those already protected, and those whose quiet beauty and unmistakeable power will yet hopefully be deemed worthy of protection.