So stoked to finally announce my newest journal piece from Italy, Amsterdam, Greece, and Scotland. Check out the full field notes from my journey up on the +Journal page.
The Lofoten Islands | Discovering Norway's Unbeatable Beauty
Norway is, without a doubt, one of the most beautiful countries on planet Earth. The vast mountainous backdrops, snow-capped vistas across the horizon, vibrant hues from the aurora borealis, and a stunning cap to the remarkable simplicity that is Oslo city. Travelers from around the globe come and witness and photograph Norway's absolute beauty, but some of the most gorgeous spots you'll see lite deep within the Lofoten Islands, located just North of the Arctic Circle. You'll never forget your first approach to the islands' gaping epicness; their tall, craggy profiles stand against the sky like some spiky sea dragon. The beauty of this place is just staggering.
Alvord Hot Springs, OR
Reyce and I roamed the wide open roads in Oregon remote Alvord Desert just a few weekends ago. It was amazing to say the least… here’s a few of my favorite #120film shots. Oh yeah! And we got our very OWN hot spring bath at our campground.
Turks & Caicos, The Bahamas, and The Dominican Republic
“Cruises are for total normies”, I’d whisper to my red-headed firecracker gal pal, KJ, as we boarded the Carnival Breeze in Orlando’s stuffy Port Carneval. The carpeted staircase leading to Deck 8 towards our stateroom number smelled of fresh Lemon Pinal with a running line of children anxious to hit the lido deck. We meandered through the crowded halls, bumping shoulders with passengers in search for the nearest cocktail on board.
A nice, strong Moscow mule with speckled fresh lime tipped the perfect treat after our red-eye flight. My mouth felt in need of something cold and wet and riveting; especially since I misplaced my favorite Yeti water bottle on the flight from Phoenix to Miami (can’t think too much about that one, otherwise I’ll grow emotional). We sat atop Deck 10 under the warm Floridian sunshine that later imprinted an infinite number of suns spots across our pasty skin. We talked about life and love and loss till our tongues grew numb and our drinks shined empty. The Atlantic’s oceanic sway moved our bodies in a sweet, gentle manner.
We didn’t have a care in the world. It was absolutely perfect.
Daytime meant timeless soaks in the Caribbean gold, while nighttime meant bottles of Malbec, fancy oysters, and hours upon hours of careless dancing under bright purple nightclub lights. We’d laugh until our bellies hurt and flirted with 80 year old men at dinner because it’s a cruise, so why the hell not? I’d write for an hour, without hesitation, in my leather bound journal on my stateroom’s balcony staring into the open abyss. Kj and I would joke about pirates invading the ship, talking in our best Johnny Depp impersonation voice.
There’s a sort of inexplicable happiness I feel when sousing open waters under bright, blue skies. It reminds me of the Lake Powell days back in ‘04 when my cousins and I would fight over who got the open-bow seat as our uncles ripped through the lake’s tide. We crash and bump against the waters with force, love, and vigilance. We’d hit the water so damn hard my spine would nearly break in half.
Words cannot express the amount of gratitude for this trip. I loved every minute.
I've Got a Crush On You
New Mexico, I like you. A lot.
Reyce, River, and myself packed our bags and hit the road heading East. We wanted a little time away from our life in PHX, so we did it in style. We're grateful to have been comissioned to shoot a few polished selects from United By Blue and Keep It Wild (the coolest outdoor brands ever!). Thankful for this intimate time with my boys and the ability to shoot what I love with as much creative freedom as possible.
See y'a next time!