Finding Simple Photographs in a Complicated Place
I've never really classified myself as a "nature photographer" or even a "landscape photographer."
I'm just a photographer.
Cowboys, basketball hoops, barbershops, roadside America, fly fishing, trees—it doesn't make much difference to me. The subject changes, but the process is essentially the same. I'm walking around looking for something that makes me stop.
The rainforest presents an interesting problem because there is almost too much to look at.
Walk twenty feet into one and the entire frame can become green. Branches overlap branches. Vines, moss, ferns, roots, fallen timber and enormous tree trunks compete for attention.
The challenge isn't finding something to photograph. It's figuring out what to leave out.
That's something I've become increasingly interested in with my Minimalist Landscape Photography work. Rather than photographing the grand view, I'm often attracted to smaller relationships inside a landscape—a repeating pattern, a single shape, negative space, subtle changes in color, or the way light separates one thing from another.
The rainforest forced me to look that way.
Sometimes the photograph was a massive cedar disappearing upward into the canopy. Other times it was nothing more than the rhythm created by several narrow trunks standing beside one another.
There were roots hanging over riverbanks, ferns catching small amounts of light, moss-covered branches and trees that seemed to be growing sideways as much as upward.
The more time I spent walking around, the less interested I became in photographing "the rainforest."
I was interested in pieces of it.