Is treescape a word? Because after this shoot, I’m going to trademark it.

And thus, the journey to the heart of Maine begins.

In my last adventure, Castle in the Clouds, I decided to dip my camera into a stream to see what would happen. Turns out, it kills the camera.

A horror-themed portrait shoot at an old gothic house in Boston. What more could you ask for?

Back at it with that portrait game.

It all started at a backwoods ice cream bar in New Hampshire.

It’s strange how the concept of houses has become more and more foreign to me over the years.

Sometimes when I’m in exceedingly scenic areas, I can’t stop shooting. To the point where it’s a problem. So I’m coining a new word today- photoholic.

Today I found a masterclass level highway.

I didn’t even try to avoid the crowds today. In fact, I decided to embrace them.

There’s something off about this photo and I have absolutely no idea why.

The journey for fall colors officially begins.

Today I stood so close to a highway I could feel the wind. All for a damn photo.

Today I had an encounter that I can’t quite explain. Allow me to explain.

Tonight my tire blew out in the vast cornfields of Kansas.

I’M ON MY WAY TO THE EAST COAST FOR FALL COLORS.

One last horror portrait shoot before I get back to the landscape madness…

Think I’m getting addicted to the portrait life. Third shoot in a row? Unheard of.

Today’s adventure was a dystopian-themed portrait shoot in Denver.

Today’s adventure was a date portrait shoot.