My brothers and sister and I were born wild, lived like kids raised by wolves and grew to thrive in perpetual pursuit of critter love and pink elephant clouds. Vividly, I remember sunburnt twilights wandering the shores of Lake Shasta, squeezing off Kodachrome with the family Kodak as bats performed perfect evening aerials overhead. I was twelve and already awkwardly aware of my life dream unfolding before me. A life to be shared with wild critters and heart-renting landscapes.

My first art teacher/mentor/co-conspirator Bob Gordon had fueled my drive into watercolors, ceramics, contour-line drawings, and etchings; all-things-traditional-art. Still desperate for a solution to executing the complex visions that fiendishly filled my head, I took up photography. But, only as an appurtenance. I envisioned photos to add structure, then layered-in water colors, contour line drawings and etchings for clarity. I still do. I carried a camera everywhere.

It had been years since Mr. Gordon and I contemplated the future of art and photography. I’d gone on to study art and photography and film making. I’d traveled the world as a Navy Diver and Recon battalion photographer, and become an accomplished shooter within the single-shot slide community. Disregarding the limitations of film & slide photography, I continued to shoot panoramas and composites, and filled notebooks as I sketched complex scenes I had no intention of attempting at the time.

Somehow I knew that one day I would. It baffles me now, how I knew. I never took the thought any further than just knowing. But, putting dreams to paper simply didn’t exist as I had seen them. And rather than limit my visions to fit within existing styles, I commenced developing the new styles necessary to do justice to the visions I had experienced.

The VISUAL STYLES you see showcased on this site are the results. I hope these styles help you better voice your own dreams, and ultimately share with us your unique spin on this magical mystery we call life.