In the intricate dance of shifting cultures, political currents, and evolving perspectives, beauty remains an elusive enigma. Over centuries, its significance has been both exalted and degraded, a testament to its transient nature.

For nearly five decades, I've found my muse in the delicate interplay of nature's beauty and humanity's imprint upon it, whether benevolent, malevolent or benign. Where the dazzling and resplendent give way to imperfection, and in the inexorable march towards senescence, our own fragility and life force is reflected.  

With a lifelong dedication to artistic creation through the lens, painting, and garden design, I've sought to capture the enduring allure that persists amidst life's ever-changing canvas. In a world fraught with uncertainty, my work strives to reveal glimpses of hope and resilience.

Robert Adams wrote:

“..the word beauty is in practice unavoidable. Its very centrality accounts, in fact, for my decision to photograph. There appeared a quality — Beauty seemed the only appropriate word for it — in certain photographs and paintings that opened my eyes, and I was compelled to learn to live with the vocabulary of this new sight, though for many years I still found it embarrassing to use the word Beauty, even while believing in it.”