photography of Maine and THE up of Michigan

It probably started with the northern lights — that freezing winter night in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan when I dragged my tripod out into the snow, half-expecting the sky to stay black. Or maybe it was the morning I spent hiking on a Maine island, trying to capture the cliffs dropping straight into the ocean. Either way, once I got hooked on chasing those moments, I couldn't stop.

I'm a photographer in the Michigan’s UP and Maine. I shoot a bit of everything — night skies, coastlines, birds, regattas, flowers, whatever catches my eye. I haven't found my "thing" yet, and honestly, I'm not sure I want to. There's too much out there worth pointing a camera at.