In this piece I was trying to capture my niece’s feeling of security as she held my hand after returning from her exploration of the dark mysterious woods.

I did it where the person is falling and while they are falling they are seeing there best memories in bubble form. Thinking of the past makes us think of the good and bad times, but when we are in trouble or down we rely on the good ones. That is what is happening in the picture, the person is in trouble so their best/good memories are there in front of them, wishing they could go back to them.

Photography is capturing the essence of a moment. This piece catches the movement of dance, but also the rhythm of the music and the passion of dance. I know what it is to be the dancer twirling about the floor, and I find that capturing that emotion for someone else to see and feel is pure art.

I love capturing fleeting moments in time with a camera lens, cementing them as art. My best friends and I were taking an early Saturday morning walk through downtown Fairbanks on a snowy day, learning that a dirty, empty parking garage can be just as beautiful as anything.