My favorite thing to photograph. Moments unfolding right before me. Things that pull me deeply into the present and at the intersection of people and nature. I like those real moments that are always happening, but for that second I have paid more attention. I’ve dropped into the scene as an ultra-observer. I used to, and still do, take camera walks at sunset. Usually with no apparent task, destination, or end goal. Just simply the process of being outside, with my camera, and being fully there. It feels like peace and flow to me.
On this particular night on Maui we were strolling through a piece of land overlooking the island. This farm tugs at my heart strings and takes me back to what I can imagine large open spaces once resembled. We stopped at every possible mushroom along the way, saving them to dry for later. Glancing up from our walk through the fields only to again be reminded of the beauty of the Pacific.
Farms feel like my home. It’s a feeling I still don’t know how to fully put into words, but I am continually drawn to them.