I am based on our family farmland in North Georgia – seventeen acres of mountainside goodness – and most of my work is made within an easy drive of it. The farm lane, the meadows, the ridges turning rust in autumn: these are the places I know by heart, and where I know exactly how the light will fall.
But I travel, gladly and often. I have carried a camera to weddings well beyond these hills, north into the Appalachians, and across the water to the Scottish Highlands – glens and stone walls, red kirk doors, a grey beach in the far north. If your story belongs somewhere else entirely, tell me where. I would love to meet you there.















