Photography
The same eyes, off stage.
Music is what I do on stage. This is what I did when the stages went dark.
In the summer and fall of 2020, I put a Canon camera in the van and drove the American West — Colorado to Wyoming, Montana to Washington, down the Oregon coast and into New Mexico. National parks, empty roads, animals that didn't care whether I got the shot. I came home with a few thousand frames; these twenty are the ones I'd hang on a wall.
Everything here was shot on a Canon EOS 250D, mostly at the hours musicians keep anyway — dawn, dusk, and the middle of the night.
— Daniel
The High Country
Mt. Moran over the lake, first still morning of the Wyoming leg. (Grand Teton NP, WY)
The mountain, doing its own publicity, over a meadow of lupine and paintbrush. (Mt. Rainier NP, WA)
A trail through wildflowers, a lake below, and nowhere to be until dark. (Snowy Range, WY)
Turquoise water cutting through moss and red rock. (Avalanche Creek, Glacier NP, MT)
Wildlife
A buck walks the ridge while a whole peak floats in the clouds behind him. (Hurricane Ridge, Olympic NP, WA)
Close enough to count whiskers. He posed; I obliged. (Glacier NP, MT)
Late-summer work: eat, look up, eat. (Glacier NP, MT)
A bull elk in July, antlers still in velvet. (Rocky Mountain NP, CO)
The smallest subject in this gallery, and the sharpest photograph in it.
Coast & Desert
Footprints to the top of the tallest dunes in North America. (Great Sand Dunes NP, CO)
One wave, caught mid-curl, with the whole town watching from the headland. (Yachats, OR)
Six sanderlings, one shared idea. (Oregon coast)
Last light through the beach grass, tide going out. (Oregon coast)
Quiet Moments
Yellowstone does colors no filter would dare. (Morning Glory Pool, Yellowstone NP, WY)
The quietest photograph I own. (Portland Japanese Garden, OR)
October in the high country: gold aspens, dark pines, one goose with the lake to himself. (Colorado, Oct 11, 2020)
The sky did all the work on this one; I just stood there.
Shot at knee height, holding very still.
A ruined chapel, still somebody's shrine — crosses, pictures, and offerings in the dust. (New Mexico, Oct 16, 2020)

