Isaac near Mosquito Pass
With the sudden loss of Isaac’s younger brother in July, we set off on a quick trip into the tundra with a longtime friend, Richard.
A sense of sorrow hung like a dark cloud over us. The sky was moody, shifting from sunshine to a soft downpour as if to echo our grief.
It was especially cathartic to have my camera in hand. I tasked myself with the care of others much of the summer and did not produce as much imagery as I had hoped to although the photos I did take hold great personal meaning.
I am grateful for the wilderness, it brought clarity at a time when nothing made sense.