45th Parallel Photography

45th Parallel Photography My images are crafted with intention, rich color, and gallery quality detail designed to anchor a room and spark conversation. I have always loved photography.

From dramatic cityscapes to intimate lifestyle portraits, I turn moments into artwork that will enrich your home's decor. Even as a small child, I would set up props and backdrops and models, and take what I called "special effects" shots, using my grandmother's old 1940s Kodak. I wanted to share with others something that I saw, my vision, so to speak. As I grew up, I always had my camera with me

, whether it was a Polaroid or Yashika or Kodak, a camera was never very far from my reach. I am equally at home shooting landscapes with magnificent sunsets, the rising moon over a mountain, an intimate closeup of a bee collecting pollen, or the simple joy on a child's face as they see someone or something they love. I shoot for the sheer fun of it, and the enjoyment and satisfaction I get from creating something memorable and lasting. Thank you for visiting and I hope you enjoy my photos. And if there is anything here that sparks your imagination, something that you''d like to be created specifically for you, please let me know, and let's discuss it.

Light, reflection, and a touch of wild elegance. The wood duck: part bird, part watercolor painting.
05/29/2026

Light, reflection, and a touch of wild elegance. The wood duck: part bird, part watercolor painting.

A boy, a tackle box, and the beginning of a lifelong love for the outdoors.
05/25/2026

A boy, a tackle box, and the beginning of a lifelong love for the outdoors.

I had been thinking about this little tree for nearly ten years before I ever stood in front of it. I had seen photograp...
05/21/2026

I had been thinking about this little tree for nearly ten years before I ever stood in front of it. I had seen photographs of Fairy Lake near Port Renfrew, this stubborn little evergreen growing from a weathered stump in the middle of the water, and something about it stayed with me. So, I finally made the drive up to Port Angeles, WA, to catch the ferry to Victoria. From there it was another two-hour drive through forests and coastal roads, chasing a photograph that had lived in my imagination for almost a decade.

By the time I reached Port Renfrew, evening was settling in. I found a small cabin for the night, simple and quiet, the kind of place where you can hear the trees creak outside and the rain thinking about coming down. Before dawn the next morning, I was already awake, fumbling with my camera gear in the dark, hoping the fog would linger long enough to soften the lake.

Finding Fairy Lake in the dim morning light felt a bit like stepping into a secret. The fog hung low over the water, and the tiny tree stood out there alone, exactly as I had imagined and somehow smaller, more fragile. I walked the shoreline slowly, searching for the right angle, moving a few feet one way, then back again, watching how the reflections shifted and how the background melted into color and shape. The light changed minute by minute. Too flat, then too bright, then suddenly perfect.

And for one brief, quiet moment, everything lined up. The fog, the stillness, the muted reflections, the tiny tree holding on in the middle of the lake. After nearly ten years of wanting to capture this image for myself, I finally pressed the shutter.

Some photographs feel less like plans and more like appointments. This one was supposed to happen tonight after midnight...
05/15/2026

Some photographs feel less like plans and more like appointments. This one was supposed to happen tonight after midnight, but last weekend every weather app wagged its finger and promised a blanket of clouds.

Only one tiny window remained: last Monday. It looked like clear skies all day and well into the night. So, I pointed the truck toward Mount St. Helens and drove two and a half hours into the dark, arriving with two Cokes in my cooler and ninety minutes to spare.

The mountain waited in silence while the Milky Way slowly climbed the sky, taking its sweet celestial time. At 12:45 on the morning of Tuesday, May 12, the Galactic Core finally rose into place behind the volcano, and for a few magical moments it looked as if the old mountain had awakened and was erupting not ash and fire, but a shimmering river of stars.

I had spent the evening at Cannon Beach chasing the usual drama, waiting for the sun to set and the sky to catch fire ov...
05/13/2026

I had spent the evening at Cannon Beach chasing the usual drama, waiting for the sun to set and the sky to catch fire over the sea stacks. But as often happens, the photograph I found was not the one I was hunting. The light softened into a wash of delicate pinks and blues, the surf exhaled in quiet rhythms, and a small congregation of seagulls stood motionless at the water’s edge, as if knowing which pose would make my picture. In that pastel moment, the beach seemed to forget its grandeur and simply rest.

In the millions of photos having to do with UFOs, just released by the Federal government, one innocuous item was mostly...
05/11/2026

In the millions of photos having to do with UFOs, just released by the Federal government, one innocuous item was mostly overlooked as uninteresting. Luckiy, I spotted it before it was lost to obscurity.

The barn left the porch lights on for Mount Hood.
05/09/2026

The barn left the porch lights on for Mount Hood.

A great blue heron probing for breakfast.
05/07/2026

A great blue heron probing for breakfast.

Morning slips in quietly, like it doesn’t want to wake the world, and the day begins in a whisper of gold and shadow.
05/05/2026

Morning slips in quietly, like it doesn’t want to wake the world, and the day begins in a whisper of gold and shadow.

Over the years, steel rusts and rubber crumbles. But the wildflowers just go about their business, Spring after Spring.
04/27/2026

Over the years, steel rusts and rubber crumbles. But the wildflowers just go about their business, Spring after Spring.

♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ Springtime in Salem and Or-ee-gon... ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬
04/25/2026

♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ Springtime in Salem and Or-ee-gon... ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬

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