Another Song, Another Mile... Ramblings on Photography-The Environment-Society-Life (Life)

I dropped my son off at school this morning, then went to Walmart to buy some Slip-Resistant shoes. It wasn’t where I thought I’d find myself today. The shoes are for a new job that I start on Monday- and while I am grateful to have found something- the job market is horrendous right now- at 48, it’s a hard reality to be starting over...

The following is from Issue 6:4 of my newsletter, originally released to subscribers April 7, 2025. Of special note to those who are subscribed, I happened to reference this issue in a social media post about a week after it was sent, and had several people message me to say they'd never received it...

This is the beginning of a new monthly series in which I’ll chronicle training, and hopeful progress, toward attempting my first hundred-mile race, the Mines of Spain 100 in Dubuque, Iowa this October...

The following is from Issue 6:2 of my newsletter, released to subscribers January 20, 2025...

Hello again, everybody. As I said when I left off in the last issue, I’ve done some soul searching since the abrupt ending to my art festival season last summer, and wanted to take a little more time to discuss my plans, and where I intend to devote my energy heading into this new year...

This past summer, after years of admiration and interest toward the sport, I finally took up trail running. I think that running, in general, is one of those things that can get in your blood and always remains a part of you, even when you’re not actively engaged in it...

The following was originally sent to my newsletter subscribers on October 25, 2024. It has been slightly revised to reflect a few additional thoughts, in light of ongoing events.


Greetings everyone,

First, please let me start by saying that this is not a political message...

It was the middle of the night back in February 2023 and I was working my way through western Wyoming, trying to get to Omaha for my best friend's funeral. John had been in rehab for several months stemming from complications following a stroke, but I still never thought this day would come...

“Man, I feel bad for you,” my supervisor said. It was a Wednesday afternoon a few weeks ago, and I’d just told her that I’d be in for my full shift the next day, instead of leaving early to drive to an art festival in Jackson Hole as planned...

Originally written after Coach Sesker's passing in 2017, I was asked to re-share this piece ahead of an upcoming alumni gathering for the Tipton track and field programs in Des Moines. Paul was one of a kind, and though I can't be there in person I'm already smiling thinking of the fond stories so many who knew him will have to tell...

It had been kind of a rough trip. Any time I try to pack a mad dash from Utah to Iowa and back into an extended weekend there are bound to be challenges, but as far as such things go this one seemed destined to take the cake...

As I sit and reflect a bit on my most recent show- the Whitefish Arts Festival in Montana- I thought I’d share a quick story. Many who know me, or follow my work, have already heard ad nauseum how Whitefish is one of my favorite places in the world; that I lived there for several years and one of my most cherished, rewarding experiences in life was working the lifts on Big Mountain...

This is a post that I’ve meant to write for a while, and though a lot of time has passed, and I’m still struggling to find the words, there are people that I feel I owe it to- especially the Gravert family, and John himself-to say more than I’ve been able to bring myself to so far...

Well the summer of '22 keeps racing by and I'm still struggling to keep up- evidenced by my failure to meet that weekly goal with this blog series, and now punctuated by my reference of "Last Week" to scenes from nearly half a month ago...

The following was written in late April. I held off on publishing it with the intent of writing an accompanying piece discussing this year’s State Fair entries- which I still intend to do- but time got away from me and it sort of got lost in the mix...

The following post originates from my October 22 newsletter, and ties in as a continuation of a review of my 2021 season, and my focus for the future. To view that newsletter, click HERE.

-I went out a couple days recently to photograph the fall color...

I always appreciate the moments in life that present opportunity for reflection, and find that returning to places where significant chapters of our stories have played out can provide great windows to recognize the influences of our past...

In editing the videos from my first hike to Amethyst Basin, I came across some clips I’d recorded which further discuss the motivation behind that hike and the direction I hoped my photography career would take...

Where I come from, Veteran’s Day is a pretty big deal. American flags line the streets and the library square, storefronts display messages of gratitude, and service members are honored with an incredibly heartfelt assembly in the Tipton Middle School gym...