reflection – [ hidden void photography ]

February 26, 2023

February 24, 2023

February 19, 2023

Sun City June 4, 2022June 4, 2022

Sun City December 25, 2021

Marooned

Marooned November 28, 2021

Nature Abhors a Vacuum

Nature Abhors a Vacuum May 25, 2021July 1, 2021

City Aloof

City Aloof April 3, 2021July 1, 2021

It’s All a bit Skewed to Me

It’s All a bit Skewed to Me March 3, 2021

Windows to Reality

Windows to Reality February 6, 2021

City of Amber

City of Amber January 27, 2021

Reflecting on Reality

Reflecting on Reality November 29, 2020

Patterns in the Absence of Light

Patterns in the Absence of Light October 16, 2020

Reflecting on a Charred Sky

Reflecting on a Charred Sky September 26, 2020

Mirror Mind

Mirror Mind September 8, 2020

Twisted Tower

Twisted Tower October 20, 2018July 18, 2020

Free Will Only

Free Will Only October 14, 2018July 18, 2020

Fractured Fulcrum

Fractured Fulcrum October 9, 2018July 18, 2020

Warped Reality

Warped Reality June 23, 2018July 18, 2020

Reflecting Reflected Light

Reflecting Reflected Light June 3, 2018July 18, 2020

Loom

Loom May 14, 2018July 18, 2020

The Bluebird

The Bluebird April 11, 2018July 18, 2020

Beneath the Surface of Things

Beneath the Surface of Things March 21, 2018July 18, 2020

Ash to Ash

Ash to Ash November 1, 2017July 18, 2020

notgnihsaW

notgnihsaW September 26, 2017

Before I was walking the streets of Denver with my camera, I sat inside my apartment (and a few bars) drafting a novel in grad school while studying existentialism.

It’s a narrative of a guy falling headfirst into an existential crisis, mostly drinking his way through self-hatred, the need for connection, and the weight of loneliness as the days are stacked on each other in piles like old photographs curling at the edges, soon to fade and slip silently into oblivion.