Florida, close enough to see it breathe.
Wildlife photography from the wetlands, prairies and blackwater of the Florida peninsula.
Wildlife photography from the wetlands, prairies and blackwater of the Florida peninsula.
The ones worth standing in the water at first light for. Every image is available as an archival print — click any frame for the full story and capture data.
Grouped by what they are rather than where they were taken, because most of these species turn up statewide if you sit still long enough.
Twenty-two thousand acres of wet prairie south of Gainesville, with free-roaming horses and bison on it — the only place in Florida you can photograph either. It deserves its own body of work rather than one frame borrowed from a bird gallery, so this gallery opens when the work is there.
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Printed to order by a professional lab on archival paper, canvas or metal, and shipped directly to you. Every frame in Selected Work is available in every size.
Archival lustre or matte paper. Fits a standard frame straight off the shelf.
The size most people actually hang. Paper or stretched canvas.
Paper, canvas or metal. Metal suits the alligators and the flight shots.
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Images are available for editorial and commercial licence — magazines, conservation and advocacy groups, tourism and outdoor brands, interpretive signage, books.
Licences are quoted individually against use, territory and duration rather than sold from a price list, so tell me what you have in mind and I'll come back with a number. Full-resolution files are supplied on agreement; nothing on this site is licensed for reuse without one.
I photograph Florida wildlife — mostly wetland birds, alligators and whatever else shares the water with them. Sweetwater Wetlands and Paynes Prairie outside Gainesville are home ground, and the rest of the state gets covered when something worth driving for turns up: spoonbill colonies in March, osprey through the spring, owls in the short winter evenings.
Almost none of this is luck. It's the same boardwalk at the same hour, week after week, until the bird does the thing you already knew it would eventually do.
Everything here was shot handheld on one camera, in the field, with no baiting and no captive subjects.