Photography is not something that I wake up and decide to do. Wildlife photography, for me, is a lifest<x>yle. It transports me into the spirit world of my wild brothers and sisters, where I find myself connecting with them and listening what they have to say. Whoever . . . whatever . . . created them, also created me. We’re made of the same dust. We share almost identical DNA. That makes us related. When I look into their eyes, I feel as though I am touching their spirit. I feel their hardships and losses during severe winters. I rejoice with those that return safely from another marathon migration, or dodge the hunter’s bullet during hunting season. They need no one to speak on their behalf. They can speak for themselves. My job is to teach others, through my photographs, to listen. Over the years, I have experienced tender moments in their presence . . . moments that I will treasure forever. I long for those opportunities. I am confident that art is not only capable of stirring emotions, it has the power of motivating people to action. I pray that my images will be a catalyst that motivates individuals to speak out for the protection of wildlife around the world. This is my philosophy. This is who I am . . . and this is what, so I am told, is portrayed in my images.

Photographs of my wild brothers and sisters from around the world.