Celebrating Abstract Photography
“If your photos aren’t good enough, then you’re not close enough.” – Robert Capa
With my abstract style of photography, I explore the beauty hidden in everyday objects, the sacred hidden in the mundane.
I am infatuated with inanimate objects long past their prime. Why? Peeling paint, wrinkled, tattered cloth, and rusted steel teach us about transience. And they impart three simple realities: nothing lasts, nothing is finished, and nothing is perfect. I celebrate these teachings in my photographic images which reflect the Japanese aesthetic of wabi-sabi (an intuitive way of living that emphasizes finding beauty in imperfection, and accepting the natural cycle of growth and decay).
My images are a celebration of authentic change and homage to my teachers of transience. These teachers are found in classrooms disguised as junkyards, abandoned ranches, hoarders’ backyards, and long-forgotten trailer parks—all scattered about the desert Southwest where the sun works its magic. It is here that I capture the patinas on boxcars, 50-gallon barrels, and water tanks, and discover the hidden life of rust on the backside of discarded paint cans. This is how my abstract photographs are born.