Iceland has some of the most fantastic churches. They look even better under a night sky with the aurora dancing around.
With a little of your love,
I can retract
and I'll try.
It's not forgiving,
show me how
and I'll try
to give you a little of my love.
I had never been inside an ice cave until I went to Iceland earlier this year. It was a surreal experience being feet below the ice; one that took a while to grasp. Watching it melt and travel beneath your feet, it was hard not to think about the impacts of Global Warming.
Since I was a teenager, I have wanted a Cadillac from one of the three years between 1959 - 1961. They are rare and typically when I see one, I get butterflies, but seeing this one rusting in this junkyard made me sad. I knew the only thing I could do would be to take photographs, so I did.
The alien landscapes of Utah and Arizona are so beautiful and unique.
Since this trip in January 2016, I have been longing to return to the Southwest, as it is one of the most beautiful areas of the world that I have visited.
I caught your gaze
beneath a cerulean sky
covering me in whispers
with each pulse of your heart
and touch of your hand
your voice carried me away
. . . . .
The Vestrahorn Mountains, in Southern Iceland, during blue hour.
Rex explores the barren landscape of the Trona Pinnacles.
These rock formations are massive, strange and beautiful. Being out here beneath the full moon was a great time. I ventured out here with some friends around midnight after shooting a junkyard in the Southern California desert.
This image, of Lower Yosemite Falls, was taken during my first visit to Yosemite, back in 2012, with a large group of Google+ photographers.
Tonight, I'm heading back to Yosemite National Park for the fourth or fifth time. I'm looking forward to getting outside, back in nature this weekend. It is also fantastic that it is almost a full moon, there's fresh snow in the valley and it's also 'Firefall' weekend.
This morning I finally had some time to sit down and edit images.
I somehow (those of you who are photographers know how quickly this can happen) got lost in the Lightroom catalog black hole and wound up in a folder of images from 2014.
I had intended to edit this image after this trip, but it looks like I never got around to it until today.
It’s hard not to feel so small wandering around these massive aircrafts.
...stoic and peaceful, sitting in a private Arizona aircraft boneyard.
There is something about walking around aircrafts at night that makes me very happy.
Taken at an Arizona boneyard during Mike Hows and Joe Reed's night photography workshop.
(4 minute exposure, lit by moonlight.)