Photography as Anti-depressant: The Anatomy of a Storm

January 12, 2020  •  7 Comments
Depression sucks. Put another way, depression is stupid. Depression is on my mind because, as of late, depression has been in/on/around my mind. The last month and a half - since my last posting - has been largely defined by the presence of depression. Now, before you feel pity for me, remember that I (like you) am a human replete with my share of...
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The Most Beautiful Day in Recorded History: A Photoless Photo Essay

November 15, 2019  •  1 Comment
July 27th, 2019 | For the third time on this day we walked from Heart Lake to Pearl Lake. The first time was with the photography workshop I was leading. We hiked/photographed one of my favorite subalpine loops along the Stateline Trail in the Great Burn Recommended Wilderness. The hike unfolded with delightful conversation, incredible views, rich...
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The Greatest Show in the West

October 31, 2019  •  3 Comments
The Swan Valley takes fall very seriously. The space between the great ranges - Mission and Swan Mountains - does not yield to winter without first staging a grand theatric performance replete with curtain calls, special effect lighting, and a story arc as improbable as it is compelling. My friend Cory, a wildlife photographer, and I are yearly tic...
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Blue Collar Photography

October 18, 2019  •  2 Comments
I won the first marathon I ever ran. I lost the second, third, fourth and fifth. In fact, I never even placed in another marathon. The first ultramarathon I ever ran (50 miles) resulted in winning the Montana USATF State Championship. Then, just like the marathon, all subsequent ultras ended less favorably (dropping out, not placing, etc.). Initia...
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Where Mountains become Sky and the Idea of God Persists

October 03, 2019  •  1 Comment
I am not a nature-worshipper, I do not seek God in wild places. Truth to tell, I am not overly concerned with where God is or isn’t, but rather where I feel the least anxious, and, consequently, the most free. Those are the places that I tend to wander. For me, the mountains are where anxiety reaches its nadir. The mountains, in this sense, represe...
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