“Whispers of Dawn – Valley View in Winter”
There’s something wonderfully irrational about dragging yourself out of a warm bed to chase frozen light. On this particular morning, a snowstorm had swept through the valley the night before, laying down a quiet, untouched layer of white. While entering the valley I was unsure if the storm would lift. Instead, it gifted me this: a surreal, lavender-tinted sky and snow-draped granite guardians standing watch.
Every visit to Yosemite is a conversation between memory and the present. I’ve explored these vistas alone, with friends, with family, and with fellow photographers—and somehow, each return writes a new chapter without overwriting the old. This moment felt both fresh and familiar, like a song you didn’t know you remembered until the first few notes play, making me think of Ansel Adam's quote “A great photograph is a full expression of what one feels about what is being photographed in the deepest sense, and is, thereby, a true expression of what one feels about life in its entirety.”