Forest Scenes

There is no preparing yourself for the first time you step into a coast redwood forest. The scale is simply wrong — wrong in the best possible way — and your brain keeps trying to recalibrate as you look up at trunks that were old when the continent was being settled, disappearing into a canopy so high it has its own weather. I have spent a lot of time in these forests, and I still feel it every single time. The quiet. The smell of rain on bark and moss. The way the light filters down in shafts through the fog in the morning and turns everything gold. There is nowhere else on Earth quite like this, and Humboldt County sits right in the middle of it.

This collection is my love letter to these forests — the ancient redwoods and the misty creek canyons, the golden oaks at the end of a summer evening, the trillium blooming in March on the forest floor, the roads that narrow down to a single lane and keep going deeper. Some of these images required patience — waiting for the light to move, for the fog to lift just enough, for the sun to find that one opening in the canopy and pour through it. Others just happened, the way the best things in the forest usually do, when you're walking quietly and paying attention. I hope you can feel both in these prints.