Nestled between two military bases, and situated on land shared with the eponymous missile range, White Sands National Monument is the largest field of gypsum dunes in the world. Occupying an area of 275 square miles, this beautiful place is geologically young—only about 11,000 years old! The deposits formed when Lake Otero evaporated, and the strong winds carried them to their current location. The dunes are held in place by a very shallow water table.
The park’s sister dune field in Mexico, by comparison, shrunk to just 2 square miles after decades of groundwater harvesting for agricultural use. It’s a cautionary tale that speaks to the importance of protecting our national parks and monuments for the generations to come.
Located on the border between Utah and Arizona, Monument Valley is an otherworldly landscape of sedimentary rock formations on the Navajo Nation. It is tranquil, remote, and breathtaking.
In 2017, I spent five days and nights in Monument Valley to try to capture a small piece of its awe-inspiring beauty. My photos are the culmination of a lot of late nights and early mornings, not one of which was a waste.
It's nearly impossible to take a bad photo of Antelope Canyon. Located just outside the small town of Page, AZ, Antelope Canyon is a slot canyon on the Navajo Nation. Access is only available with a guide, and the inner canyon is cramped, but it's well worth a visit if you've got time.
The photos here were taken in Upper Antelope Canyon in the middle of the summer of 2017.
Living in California, you become acutely aware of just how unfair the distribution of beauty is in the world. Yosemite National Park is, in my opinion, just about one of the prettiest places in the country. There are no bad parts—it's only good.
I try to make a trip to Yosemite once a year, in the winter, when the park is quieter and the chances of snow are high.
I'm terrified of taking portraits—too much pressure! And yet, I love taking photos of the people that I know. Most of the photos here are candids (some gently staged).
Back when I was little, my family used to love taking vacations to Las Vegas—weird, I know, but there was a time when the city actually swung family-friendly! It was a bid to retain their aging target demographic, but it all came to an end when they realized it didn't actually work.
Nevertheless, the fond memories stayed with me! These days I'm there several times a year, and I always try to find some excuse to drive out off the beaten path.
When I first started taking photos back in 2015, macro photography really fascinated me: like night photography, it was really empowering to be able to use a camera to make the often-overlooked seem larger than life.
Some of these photos represent my earliest photography, and I still count them among my favorites.
Containing the lowest point in North America, Death Valley gets hot—really hot. These photos were taken on a 124° day in the middle of June.