Intimate Yosemite

Shot on our annual father-son trip, I attempted with this series to make visual the flood of feelings that come with witnessing the fleeting, the fragile, and the intimate in a landscape defined -- almost entire -- by its enormity.

This is a metaphor for fatherhood, as much as it is a photo essay about your place inside of Nature. By isolating the singular, I hope to have captured a glimpse of the whole.

EN ROUTE

(left) Brendan looks out the window as the airplane passes over the Sierra Mountains. (right) The view to the north on S. Warley Rd. just off California Hwy 4, just outside of Farmington, CA.

THE FALLS AT CASCADE CREEK

Our first glimpse of Yosemite National Park, CA, found along Big Oak Flat Rd. We jumped out of the car and hopped from boulder to boulder.

SMALL | LARGE

(left) A young pine sapling manages to grow in the cracks of a granite boulder. (right) Brendan climbs a giant boulder in Tenaya Creek, downstream from Mirror Lake.