Best of 2021 | My Favourite Photos of the Year

How is it already March of 2022? Please excuse me, I feel as if it’s still 2020. 🥴

Regardless of this weirdly perceived passage of strange time, another year has gone and I’ve enjoyed the chance to look back on the art I was given the chance to make. From the Colorado Foothills to the mountain peaks, from Connecticut to California, from cities to wide open spaces, and a return to my beloved Scotland—even during uncertain times, I had the pleasure of photographing so many lovely people and places.

Thank you for the chance to be outdoors, to take in awe-inspiring views amidst your awe-inspiring love stories, and to do so in a way that’s true to the artist at the heart of me.

Black Oaks

Okay, not one can write a symphony, or a dictionary,

or even a letter to an old friend, full of remembrance
and comfort.

Not one can manage a single sound though the blue jays
carp and whistle all day in the branches, without
the push of the wind.

But to tell the truth after a while I’m pale with longing
for their thick bodies ruckled with lichen

and you can’t keep me from the woods, from the tonnage

of their shoulders, and their shining green hair.

Today is a day like any other: twenty-four hours, a
little sunshine, a little rain.

Listen, says ambition, nervously shifting her weight from
one boot to another — why don’t you get going?

For there I am, in the mossy shadows, under the trees.

And to tell the truth I don’t want to let go of the wrists
of idleness, I don’t want to sell my life for money,

I don’t even want to come in out of the rain.

– Mary Oliver

Cheers to 2022 and staying in the rain.