Landscapes
Chasing light across the desert
A week on the road through Utah’s wild heart — Route 24, Route 95, Route 89 and several other byways — where every turn revealed a new canvas of stone, shadow, and sky. We were a small band of college friends, bound by a shared obsession: the chase for perfect light. From the sculpted silence of slot canyons to the wind-carved mesas that glowed at dusk, we followed the rhythm of the desert, our cameras translating awe into memory. Nights belonged to the stars — long exposures beneath the Milky Way, the air still and electric.
Traveling in a small group, of course, meant becoming painfully aware of each other’s quirks and pet peeves: someone’s tripod routine, another’s insistence on golden hour perfection, and someone’s relentless quest to find “decent food” in the middle of nowhere. And yet, it all became part of the adventure, the laughter, and the shared stories that make trips like these unforgettable.
Candids
