“It feels that lately, every photo story has a grand narrative. Such stories either revolve around the idea of finally finding oneself through experiences like running naked through fields of grass and enabling others to live vicariously through them, or around the more wide-reaching efforts of social commentary and critique.
I realize that it’s selfish of me and for that I am sorry, but I’ve grown tired of artificially manufacturing interesting narratives where there are none to begin with.
"For me, photography has always been a form of escapism and a tool for personal pleasure achieved through immortalizing the ephemeral."
These photographs were taken on a three-week-long road trip to Yellowstone and the Pacific Northwest. While a whole lot happened during those three weeks and a bucketload of fun was had, I sincerely doubt that any part of it would be of interest to a complete stranger. So please, just take these photographs for what they are, a casual personal diary. And if anything else seeps through a laceration in the pixels, if a scene or a mood from a photograph tickles your memory or brings out the feels, let’s just call it a pleasant surprise.”