HISTORY. VISION. PASSION.
Nothing touches my heart like hearing a locomotives horn echoing off in the distance. The softly muted tone that trails as it’s smoothed by the cushion of air between me and the train that may be miles away. That sound is exhilarating as it quiets my soul and sparks memories for my love of trains. As a photographer this is what I live to capture; that feeling, the sounds, and even smells.
A LOW VIBRATING HUM THAT GROWS FROM A FAINT WHISPER INTO A CLASH OF BATTLING STEEL SQUEALING UP THE MOUNTAIN GRADE AS THE LOCOMOTIVES GRIND PAST AND THE SMELL OF DIESEL FUMES FILL THE AIR.
“THE ANGELS WHISPERED THE SECRETS OF THE NIGHT TRAIN SPEEDING ITS WAY TO DARKNESS.”