Following footsteps of maestros before me, frolicking in garden of the giants. Light and Shadow shall be my elusive lovers, the Sun, Moon, Wind and Rain my constant companions.

Through these eyes, i shall see my own Bryce, and Zion, and Antelope. i shall stand at the end of the oceans. And i shall bring the sight and sound, the smell and thrill back to you.

Ah Dreams, that priceless commodity, that youthful propensity. Borne out of nothing, nothing! Yet they are the meaning of everything.

For with each step i take, each picture i capture, it is to bring myself closer to you.