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I was born and raised in upstate NY, close to the Canadian border and on the edge of the Adirondack Park. Spending much of my time outdoors, I unknowingly began following a path of exploratory passion. Much of the foundation for this passion, however, was directionless and without intention.

After high school, I had moved to Tempe, Arizona to pursue a degree in computer science but it quickly became apparent where my true interests lay. It wasn’t long before I was skipping class to hike in South Mountain Park, exploring the desert, and wandering up dry washes.

I left school the following spring.

I moved back to New York, but to do what, I was not sure. I soon found a structured outlet to make sense of the unrelenting draw I felt to be out and active in nature. This outlet was in the form of a search and rescue team which began providing a framework for advancing my outdoor skills.

I further pushed the scope of my interests by venturing in the world of medicine. I worked professionally for several years as an EMT, also collecting my AEMT-CC, WEMT and National Ski Patrol certifications in what was due time.

I have now found myself in Bozeman, Montana, a place I plan on calling home for some time. I’m no longer active in medicine or in public service, but I’ve found an area of limitless potential and a place to foster the innocence of that exploratory passion that seems to drive my life.

I do not know if I’ll ever be able to commit to the idea of having a direction in life, but that may just be the way it needs to be. It’s all been such a mystery up to and including this point, trying to give it shape might just cause it all to crumble and lose its purest quality.

Photography has become my way to share the mysterious, the unknowingly complex, the dreadfully simple moments in life. We all experience a continually chaotic and beautifully indifferent and unemotional universe. This website is a welcoming in to mine.