Spending time in the desert sand dunes of Southern Colorado, Brett found himself in a visual playground. The windswept sand and defined shadows created endless compositions. As he hiked through this soft landscape in the dark of dawn, he came across an abandoned tent… barely visible from the ridge he was standing on. As the sun began to rise, the crepuscular light illuminated the dunes with a gentle softness and that single tent, lost in complete Solitude, took form inside his camera.
Brett had traveled endlessly for months before he arrived at this magical lake on the eastern shore of Lake Tahoe on a summer evening. Here he found peace and for the first moment in some time was able to reflect on his journey that brought him here. He had explored 25 states, driven 14,000 miles, and hiked endless trails in search of natural beauty and perfect light. It was this calm… found right here… at this moment… that he had been looking for. It reminded him of what summer felt like as a child. There was an innocence about this place. As if time, although fleeting, seemed to stand still.
Nestled deep in the Appalachian mountains is a small, one lane forest road. It has no name and is not marked with any signs. It winds back and forth from the top of a mountain to the base of a small stream that carves its way through a valley full of colorful trees and large boulders. Brett was fortunate enough to find this hidden gem and capture the tight corners and lush foliage that is Silent Turn.
“I remember driving down this one lane road as dawn was quickly approaching” recalls Brett. “We had no idea where it went but I wanted to capture the slope and tight turns that made it such a charming little road.” The result is a unique photograph full of adventure and beautiful scenery.