Shot in the Wild: A Love Letter to the American West

There’s something primal about the way the West calls to you. It’s not just a place on the map, it’s a feeling. A breath of thin, pine-scented air. A silence so vast it humbles your heart. A palette of sandstone, sage, and sky that stirs something deep and ancient.

This collection—Shot in the Wild—was born on a trip through some of the most awe-inducing terrain in North America. The towering spine of the Rockies. The crimson spires of Garden of the Gods. Images in this series carries the dust of the trail, the golden kiss of the sun setting behind ridgelines, and the soul of stillness that only comes from standing small in front of something so, so big.

Driving through Colorado feels like driving into a painting. Peaks pierce through clouds like cathedral steeples, casting long shadows over soft, silent valleys. In every frame, I tried to bottle that feeling of insignificance that comes with standing beneath a mountain. That ache of wonder and windswept awe.

These prints may find their way into the shop soon, so if one speaks to you, let me know. These aren’t just landscapes. They’re moments. They’re a reminder to go, see, and feel it all.