The day a volcano gave birth to the sun, scratching it into place in the sky.
Children of Rust is a portfolio of double and triple photographic exposures meditating on our bittersweet inheritance of time, erosion, entropy, and impermanence. It is an homage to the beauty of decay, and a way of loving a world that is at once becoming and unbecoming.
The Pale Blue Dot, Rusted
I found a tiny landscape on the top of a grimy utility box.
Urban Woodblock
Flesh and Bone
Desert winds
A Patina of Clouds
Triple exposure of three photographs: blistered paint on a tattered utility box, houses lifting their pastel skirts to tiptoe into the water, and a patina of clouds in a rusty sky.
Gated community
Life cycle of a tree
Sunrise
Sunset
Time Travelers
King of Impermanence
