There’s an intimacy embedded in these photographs that I wasn’t able to create on my $3,000+ digital setup, but a slew of $5 point-and-shoot pieces of plastic somehow did the job.
The Mountain West has always had a gravitational pull on me. But I wasn’t close enough to it in San Francisco. So, during the summer of 2019 I packed up my life belongings—plus 10 rolls of Ektar—into a 2001 Buick sedan (with bright blue duct tape holding up the rear window) and went for a drive.
For the better part of this past summer I explored and enjoyed the splendors of this breathtaking region. And I think I slept in my hammock for 45 nights over the course of two months, but who’s really counting.