I came to the Big Island of Hawaii in 1982. It was supposed to be a quick trip, a break from the Alaskan winter, where I was living in a cabin at the edge of Cook Inlet, on the Kenai Peninsula. I had lived in Alaska for years, first doing geology in the Brooks Range, high above the Arctic Circle. Then as an archaeologist in Prince William Sound. When I wasn't "working" in the bush, I lived at my cabin, grew a garden, fished from the beach, and observed the numerous volcanoes across the Inlet.
I grew up in Utah in the Wasatch Mountains. I spent my boyhood exploring this range, as well as the sandstone deserts to the south. Being surrounded by the beauty of nature has always been a priority. That is what inspired me to go to Alaska, and years later, to Hawaii.
My two week tour of Hawaii turned into a lifelong love affair. Kilauea Volcano has a lot to do with this. Chasing the liquid light has been an exciting passion, though I continue to split my time between my two other homes in Utah and Alaska as well.
The ongoing eruption of Kilauea Volcano began a few months after my arrival to Hawaii. Having pursued photography since I was a young boy, I knew that this living volcano with its birthing earth and unique textures offered something very special. I was hooked. The opportunity to record the many faces of creation and to explore this mesmerizing landscape is a privilege I will continue to pursue.
Currently, I am based out of my Park City, Utah location, skiing most every day at Deer Valley Resort, which is a qucik snowmobile ride away. So the mode is more skiing and mountain biking, and less lava for now. Hawaii in the spring, Alaska in the summer... So many options, so little time. Aloha!