Snapshots


"When people look at my pictures, I want them to feel the way they do when they want to read a line of a poem twice."  --Robert Frank


Death Valley, March 2016

Sunset Beach (Los Angeles County), January 2017

Venice Beach, August 2017

Grand Canyon West, July 2016

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