Pale Basin
Here, erosion is not destruction, but creation. The slow architecture of collapse. Gleaming white stone pillars and mounds rise from the earth, shaped over eons by wind, sun, and rain. The land is pale, indifferent, and unfamiliar—an environment in constant flux, slowly shifting and sculpting itself over time. No maps exist of this place; humans have played no role in its creation. It is a landscape shaped only by the relentless forces of nature, changing itself without witness or design.
Drift
A vast, shifting field of white gypsum where form and line are drawn and erased in an endless cycle. Dunes rise and fall in soft, repeating rhythms, and extend towards a seemingly infinite horizon. Space and time feels unbound and weightless, a sea of shape and light renewing itself moment by moment.
Passage
Passage is a collection of photographs made during the fleeting minutes around sunrise and sunset in the American West. Each image captures the brief interval when the land is lit not by direct sunlight, but by its last, scattered traces. In this soft illumination, forms lose their sharpness, colors deepen, and the boundary between night and day grows thin. The work reflects a fascination with these fragile, temporary moments, when time seems to slow, allowing a brief glimpse of beauty before it slips away.
Sanctum
Deep within a remote canyon known mostly to the Navajo people of the western United States, a hidden architecture rises. Light moves slowly through the valley, revealing sculpted spires and stratified walls, carved by millions of years of wind, rain, and decay. This is not public land. It is a sacred place, held by sovereignty of the tribe, and photographed with their permission.
Emergence
When the sea recedes, it reveals a strange, shifting landscape. Slick rocks, salty pools, and bursts of vibrant plant life. Then, just as quickly, the tide returns and hides it again. These photographs were taken during those fleeting moments when the moon’s pull was strongest, the sun rose in the east, and the waves pulled back.
Keeler
Once a settlement on the shores of a living lake, Keeler is now a dry and empty basin. Weathered homes, scattered possessions, and traces of lives long departed remain. Here, human ambition, capitalism, and the forces of nature meet in uneasy balance. These photographs document what is left of the town after its unintended environmental and economic collapse, following the construction of the Los Angeles aqueduct.
Highlands
In summer, snow and ice recede from Iceland’s mountainous interior, revealing vast fields of volcanic ash, basalt mountains, soft green moss, and estuaries of melted glacial water flowing towards the open sea. Sunlight is ever-present, dimming only for a couple of hours around midnight. The images in this series were captured on the ground and high above in the air.