Last Summer Lights

Die Sonne brennt mir ins Gesicht, Flimmern auf den Augen. Der Sommer stiehlt sich an den Anfang des Herbstes; trotzt der Zeit mit blauem Himmel, obwohl der Schatten schon den ersten Winter mit sich trägt. An solchen Tagen hast du mit den Schlüsseln geklimpert, wie andere mit den Füssen scharren; hast deine Sonnenbrille ausgepackt und…

Red October

I search for things plus many more. I aim for my photos to represent this with their ethereal visuals and daunting undertones paired with the repetitive imagery and symbols and era-less environments and attire. I direct my models (all of whom are close friends) by letting them be natural, whatever that is for them at…

No Direction

The goal was to challenge the idea of the Male Gaze. Curiously, I found that, as I shot, I began to examine my own techniques, my own instincts. I started putting my own preferences up to the light, giving them a good hard look. What causes me to take a picture at a particular moment?…

The Art of Letting Go

Why is the most beautiful art for yourself? I find my most soul-felt images transpire from projects where there is no deadline, no paycheck, and no transaction, only the transaction of positive energy from everyone involved in creating the image. For me, photography is about that decisive moment where you capture the essence of somebody’s…