“What my eyes search for is not just the beauty often pursued by photographers. The perfection I seek in my images is a means to show the strength and dignity of animals in nature. My life’s work is my tribute to them, and to preserving the unity of life on earth.” ~Frans Lanting

Of all the Nature photographers who I admire, Frans Lanting has had the single-most profound impact on the way I see and move through the world. His life’s work—honoring animals and the unity of life on Earth—has deeply motivated and inspired me, and his influence echoes my own approach to photography. 

There’s a common assumption that photographers are always chasing beauty—perfect light, perfect composition, perfect moments that look good on a wall or in a feed. For a long time, I think I bought into that idea too. But somewhere between crime scenes and the quiet trails of Alaska, my relationship with the camera changed.

We Were Never Separate: A Conservation Photographer’s View

Shot from the roadside of the Alaska Highway rather than deep in the wilderness, a mother black bear and her cub are seen hidden among the blooms of a lush meadow dotted with yellow wildflowers.  Watching them, I felt a kinship with these animals, a recognition of resilience and care that reflects my own ties to the natural world. Photographed from such close proximity to the road, this image exemplifies how wildlife and humans share the same landscapes—not divided or separate from, but part of, the same natural world. Soft light and dense greenery reveal a fleeting moment of harmony and quietly underline the need to protect these habitats. A quiet, wild presence that would bring a thoughtful touch of Alaska to your space.

Years ago, I used my camera in a very different way—as a peace officer documenting harm and evidence. The wilderness became my refuge from that world.

But the more time I spent on the land with my dog and my camera, the more I realized: there is no border where “nature” ends and “we” begin. The same Earth that shapes glaciers, rivers, and caribou also shapes our bodies, our stories, and our choices. We are not outside of nature looking in. We are nature, walking around in human form.
Every photograph I make is part of that truth. The light on a wolf’s fur is the same light feeding the moss under your boots. The water reflecting a mountain at sunset is the same water cycling through your blood. The land beneath a highway and the land beneath a spruce forest are the same Earth, wearing different clothes.

When the Backcountry Isn’t Brutal: The Simple Side of Nature Photography

Taken from Knik River Road, this picture of Hunter Creek was easily captured.

In a previous blog, I focused on the very real risks of backcountry photography. But that’s not the whole story.

The Day the Glacier Almost Took Me

There are moments in the wild that etch themselves into your bones—moments when the line between awe and danger blurs, and you’re reminded just how small you are in the face of nature’s power. One such moment could have cost me my life.

The Safety Routines Behind the Images

Respecting wild animals means allowing them to live undisturbed by keeping a safe distance, I always use telephoto lenses, never feed them, and pay attention to their behavior indicators. Observing from afar prevents stressful behavioral changes, diseases, and safety risks to both humans and animals. Respect ensures they stay wild, reducing dependence on humans and ensuring long-term survival.

Most people see the final image: a glowing glacier at sunset, a grizzly moving through autumn brush, a pristine valley under fresh snow. What they don’t see are the decisions, near-misses, and constant calculations that go into making those photographs safely.

As a wilderness photographer working in Alaska, I’m well aware that the landscape is beautiful, but it’s not benign. Every trip into the field carries risk—of weather, wildlife, terrain, or simple human error. This post isn’t meant to scare anyone away from the outdoors, but to pull back the curtain on the real dangers of wilderness photography and how I try to respect them.

Being a Nature Photographer Is a Lonely Journey

North of the Arctic Circle, the world narrows to wind and the sound of your own breath. Days pass with no human voices, perhaps only the distant call of a raven crossing an empty sky. In that wide, quiet emptiness, every shutter click feels small and sacred; as if you’re the only witness to a fragile, indifferent beauty. The solitude can be heavy, but it sharpens your senses, until you begin to feel the land’s quiet pulse and a strange companionship with the Arctic itself.

There’s a certain romance to the idea of the nature photographer: wandering through wild landscapes, camera in hand, chasing the perfect light or the fleeting movement of an animal. But behind every breathtaking image is a reality that’s rarely discussed; nature photography is, at its core, a solitary pursuit. And that solitude doesn’t just feel lonely at times; it can also be dangerous.

Fall Sunrise in the Alaska Range

This image is deeply personal to me, not just as a celebration of Alaska’s untamed beauty, but as a meditation on the fleeting, powerful moments that connect us to the natural world. I hope it offers you the same sense of tranquility and reverence for nature that I felt while creating it. May it inspire you to pause, reflect, and cherish the wild places—and the quiet moments—that make life extraordinary.

Fine Art photography serves an idea or expression. A photograph is generally considered fine art when it’s made primarily for expressive, conceptual, or aesthetic reasons, not just to document reality. There’s no single checklist, but these properties tend to show up again and again in fine art photography:

McCarthy

The company town of Kennecott was strictly controlled and alcohol was prohibited. As a result, the nearby town of McCarthy developed independently just a few miles away, where saloons, gambling, and other businesses (including brothels!) were allowed. McCarthy became a social outlet for miners seeking entertainment and alcohol beyond company rules.

My sense of connectedness to Alaska is quietly reshaping my photography. The more I learn about Alaska’s recent history, the harder it becomes for me to see anything as just a subject. When I’m standing behind the camera, I’m not only thinking about light or composition—I’m thinking about what happened there, who passed through, and why this place exists at all. A forgotten building or a barely used road doesn’t feel empty to me. It feels paused, like it’s still holding onto something it hasn’t said out loud yet.

Kennecott Mine

Discovered in 1900, the Kennecott Mine became one of the world’s richest copper mines. Mining began in 1911 after a railroad was built to ship ore to the coast. The company town of Kennecott was tightly controlled and banned alcohol, so the nearby town of McCarthy grew as a place where miners could drink, socialize, and relax.

I Never Cared Much for History—Until Alaska Changed That

For most of my life, history felt like a closed book I never wanted to open. Dates, wars, treaties, names that blurred together—none of it ever really stuck. It always seemed distant, finished, and oddly impersonal. Whatever happened back then had already happened, neatly sealed off from the present. I could appreciate that it mattered, but I rarely felt like it mattered to me. That changed when I started learning about Alaska’s not-so-distant past.

What Makes a Photograph a Piece of Fine Art—and Why That Matters

In a world where billions of images are captured every day, it’s easy to wonder: what sets a fine art photograph apart from a snapshot? Is it the subject, the technique, or something less tangible? As someone who found healing and purpose through the lens, I’ve come to believe that fine art photography is less about the camera and more about the vision, intention, and emotional resonance behind each image.

In the heart of Denali National Park, when the golden hues of autumn dance with the rugged wilderness, I had the privilege of capturing a fleeting moment that speaks volumes about the intricate relationship between wildlife and its environment. This photograph, titled "Autumn Grizzly Wanderer," showcases a grizzly bear navigating through a landscape painted in vibrant foliage, a testament to nature's beauty and resilience.

There is a quiet kind of magic that happens the moment you step outside and really look around. Not the rushed glance between errands or the distracted walk while scrolling your phone, but the kind of looking that slows your breathing, softens your shoulders, and reminds you that you are part of something much bigger than yourself. Nature doesn’t ask for your attention. It doesn’t demand productivity or perfection. It simply exists, patiently waiting for you to notice.

As I look ahead to 2026, I find myself reflecting on the journey that’s brought me here, from documenting difficult truths to seeking healing and meaning through my camera in the wilds of Alaska. This year, I’m setting out with a renewed sense of purpose, guided by the values that have shaped both my art and my life.

Each year, I find myself drawn back to a single color—a shade that seems to echo through every journey, every quiet moment in the wild. This year, that color is Glacial Blue.

Alaska's Grip

There’s a particular electricity in the air when the sun sets in the Alaskan bush.

Fall Sunrise in the Alaska Range

I did not realize until just recently how much my photography means to others—not just as a call to protect the natural world, but as a source of peace and comfort in their lives.

There are moments in Alaska’s wild heart when the world seems to pause, when the only movement is the slow drift of clouds and the gentle ripple of water. “Reflections of Wilderness” was born from one of those rare times, traveling with my dog, camera in hand and mind searching for stillness.

In late November and early December the quiet and stillness of nature always brings me a special kind of peace and time of reflection. Light takes on a different posture, stretching itself in long shadows. It’s time slow down and step a little softer.

Why My Lens Turns to Black and White in Late Fall

As the days grow shorter and the Alaskan landscape sheds its vibrant autumn palette, I find myself drawn to a different way of seeing. Late fall in the North is a season of subtlety—when the riot of color gives way to a world defined by texture, contrast, and quiet resilience. It’s during this time that my photography naturally shifts toward monochrome.

The Essence of Nature and Connection

When we step into a world where color falls away, and the raw essence of nature, wildlife, and the bonds we share with animals come into sharp focus. 

Winter’s Paradox: The Beauty and Dangers of the Far North

With winter quickly approaching in the Far North, I'll be venturing out to capture it's rare beauty, but there's more to it than that.

Dutch Harbor Serenity

Dutch Harbor refers to the port on Amaknak Island (part of the Unalaska area). It got that name because a Dutch vessel was reportedly the first non-native ship to anchor in that protected harbor. Over time, “Dutch Harbor” came to refer especially to the port and infrastructure, while “Unalaska” refers more broadly to the town/city and the island.

Autumn Termination Dust

The term "Termination Dust" originated with construction and gold mining workers in Alaska during the mid-20th century, particularly the 1940s, to signify the end of their seasonal jobs and the looming arrival of winter.

Sunlit Serenity

Stepping into the embrace of nature is like entering a sanctuary where time slows down and the world’s chaos fades away. 

Nature’s Quiet Reclamation: The Ghost Town of Silver City

Nestled in the heart of the Yukon Territory, is the Ghost Town of Silver City. Once a bustling mining settlement, now stands as a poignant reminder of nature's quiet reclamation.

A blend of artistic vision with deep respect for nature

There are moments in every artist’s life when a single image, or the vision of a master, changes the way we see the world. For me, one of those guiding lights has been Frans Lanting—a photographer whose work transcends the boundaries of art and advocacy, and whose influence continues to shape my own path behind the lens.

 Each nation has its own symbolism and traditions

Significant colors in Alaska Native cultures vary across the many diverse Indigenous groups in Alaska, including the Iñupiat, Yup’ik, Aleut (Unangan), Tlingit, Haida, Tsimshian, Athabaskan (Dene), and others. While each nation has its own symbolism and traditions, several key themes emerge in how colors are traditionally used and understood.

What it Means

The significance of color to Native cultures is deeply layered, tied to traditional meanings, storytelling, spiritual beliefs, and identity. While the meaning of specific colors can vary widely among different Indigenous nations, there are overarching themes that help explain why color in photographic representation holds particular cultural and emotional weight.

A Kindred Spirit in the North

There are artists whose work transcends the boundaries of their medium, inviting us not just to see, but to feel, to reflect, and to connect. For me, Michio Hoshino is one such artist—a photographer whose reverence for the wilds of Alaska and the spirit of its creatures continues to shape my own path behind the lens.

When and Why

In this blog, I invite you to step behind the lens with me as I explore the artistic and emotional reasons behind these choices. Whether in color, monochrome, or sepia, each photograph is a meditation on how we see, remember, and connect with the world around us.

How John Marriott Shaped My Vision

When I first picked up a camera, it was as a tool for documentation—a way to capture evidence, to tell the story of what had happened. My early years as a criminal investigator taught me the power of images to reveal truth, but it was only later, as I sought healing in the wilds of Alaska, that I discovered the deeper magic of photography: its ability to inspire awe, empathy, and action.

How Photography Gave Me Back My Life

There was a time when I felt lost - disconnected from myself, weighed down by things I couldn’t name, and moving through life on autopilot. The world felt loud and distant. I had once used photography in high-pressure, high-stakes environments, but over time, that work took its toll. It was just documenting life’s tragedy and darkness. 

From Evidence to Essence

My story begins in the shadows - literally. For years, I worked behind the yellow tape, camera in hand, capturing scenes not meant for public view. 

A Story in Motion

Native hoop dancing is more than just a performance - it's a powerful expression of storytelling, culture, and tradition. 

Not just a pretty picture

Photography holds an undeniable power.  It's more than just the act of pointing a camera and pressing a shutter; nor is it just about creating art - it's about capturing the essence of a moment, preserving the emotions, stories, events and experiences that define us.

Color vs. Black & White vs. Sepia Photography

Photography is more than a medium of documentation—it's an expressive art form, and the way an image is presented can dramatically alter how it is perceived. 

A reflection of vision, creativity, and perspective

It’s been said before: “Wow, your camera must be amazing!” But here’s the truth - cameras don’t see the world. Photographers do. 

Photography lets you see the world's soul

In a world that moves fast, photography invites us to slow down, notice the little things, and be present. Whether you're using a DSLR, your phone, or a vintage film camera, photography can have a real impact on your mental well-being:

Indigenous people honor animals as sacred beings, recognizing them a relatives

As a wildlife photographer, my job is to observe, to wait, and to witness. I realize that the way I see animals—quietly, reverently, and with deep respect—echoes how many Indigenous cultures have long viewed the natural world.

Honoring Nature, Conservation and Indigenous Voices

As a photographer, I often find myself chasing light—waiting for that perfect golden hour or the fleeting moment when mist rolls over a valley like a whisper. But as I grow in both craft and purpose, I’ve come to understand that I’m not just capturing landscapes or wildlife—I’m documenting stories. Stories of resilience, of deep connection, and of ancient wisdom that has guided the stewardship of this land for generations.

My commitment of respect and homage to Native Peoples

As a photographer working in Alaska, I hold deep respect for the Alaska Native peoples whose ancestral lands, lifeways, and knowledge systems have shaped this region for thousands of years.

Indigenous Cultures and the Deep Roots of Conservation

In my previous blog, "Lost in Concrete," I touched upon the enduring stewardship practiced by Indigenous Cultures.

How Modern Man Has Lost Connection with Nature and the Damage It Has Caused

In the blink of an evolutionary eye, humanity has transformed from forest dwellers to high-rise inhabitants. We swapped rivers for running water, soil for sidewalks, and starlit skies for fluorescent lights. The conveniences of modern life have undeniably improved our quality of living, yet they have come at a profound cost: we have lost our connection with nature—and the damage is showing.

How did I end up living in and photographing nature in Alaska?

If you had previously told me that I’d trade California sunshine for Alaskan snow, I would have laughed. But here I am—bundled up in a parka during winter, watching moose meander down my street, and feeling more at peace than I ever thought possible. Moving from California to Alaska was one of the biggest decisions of my life, and here’s why I did it.