The silence of the place is unnerving. That echo you hear is the sound of blood pumping through your own temples. But if you are patient, you become gradually aware of the way juniper trees speak to the rock, how the wind whispers to the canyon walls and sunlight dances on yucca plants and sage. 
We were cognizant to all of the natural wonders and beauty of the ruins. I had never been so impressed by an act of nature. In this desert of mystery and mysticism, it felt as if an ancient Anasazi God had been watching over us. Above, ravens arced across the sky whispering amongst themselves the secrets of millenniums long since passed… "Like a Blessing" I thought, "Like a gift".

In The Loupe

I began photographing crosses ten years ago. They are composed in my camera with intention. The cross is a symbol of my faith and every time I place a cross in my viewfinder it’s my way of giving thanks to God for breathing inspiration into me so that I can move forward in my life and in my growth, so I can help translate the beauty of this world for myself and others. And the beauty of our world exists in everything, in joy and sadness, in life and death, in suffering and redemption — everything I experience when I am shooting. I think all creative work has its roots in the Spirit of God which is all around us, even when we are numb to it. Even when we feel it has left us, but still, it is there.
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The Raven and The Ruins

1/18/2019

The silence of the place is unnerving. That echo you hear is the sound of blood pumping through your own temples. But if you are patient, you become gradually aware of the way juniper trees speak to the rock, how the wind whispers to the canyon walls and sunlight dances on yucca plants and sage. 
We were cognizant to all of the natural wonders and beauty of the ruins. I had never been so impressed by an act of nature. In this desert of mystery and mysticism, it felt as if an ancient Anasazi God had been watching over us. Above, ravens arced across the sky whispering amongst themselves the secrets of millenniums long since passed… "Like a Blessing" I thought, "Like a gift".