Growing up on the western flank of California's Sierra Nevada mountain range, I was lucky to always be amongst the beauty of a great wild landscape. Little did I know as a child, that those experiences running amidst pine needles, down wild slopes speckled with Manzanitas, and under grand old oak trees would come to define my love of the land.
Until I first picked up the camera, that love remained a largely dormant edifice of the subconscious. However, through the process of my intense thought and labor, these photos can now share my great appreciation for earth's many forms.
Only with your support can my quest to express the many inspiring and enthralling sides of our world continue unabated.
© P.B. James