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The Autumn leaves, they gathered, that day of all day's, purely by random happenstance, a free fall melee. They discussed life and death as only Autumn leaves can, not knowing that death had occurred, not wired for such. Nor did they realize that in their gathering of demise was presented, the beauty an unwitting sacrifice, for just a moment in time. I backpedaled in passing, a firsthand witness, intuition telling me, this was by design. My camera a time machine, I recorded their last moments, to save for posterity, a homage to be.

Photography to me is the method in which I reflect my current environment most effectively. It is ever changing so I am forever adapting and interpreting. I am as comfortable capturing the environment of nature and the outdoors of the great American West as I am the architecture and street life of a big city like San Francisco. Color or black and white photography are just the mediums my instincts dictate in any given moment. The ability to adapt and reflect equally in any environment through my camera lens is a gift, an instinct I cannot effectively explain. It just is and occurs the moment I transfer my vision into a photographic image. New Mexico based photographer 11 years, California native. © All photos by me. Nikon D200, D7500,...