Field Notes

Stories from the field, reflections on photographic practice, and occasional notes on the process and equipment behind the images.

Welcome to Optic Nervous Photography

Welcome to Optic Nervous

Welcome to the new Optic Nervous Photography website. These pages have taken some time to put together, and I am pleased to finally share them.

The site brings together a small collection of photographs exploring the connection between wildlife and the places that sustain it. The Portfolio contains some of my favourite images. These are quiet encounters that, for me, bring the idea of “shared light, shared ground” to life. Some are accompanied by stories from the field, thoughts about making the image, or sounds recorded on location.

Field Notes will be a place for stories and observations that extend beyond individual photographs. I will also occasionally write about photographic process and equipment, not simply for the sake of the gear, but when it has something useful to say about the experience of being there and making the image.

The website will continue to evolve as new photographs and stories are added. For now, welcome, and thank you for spending some time here.

August 2, 2026

Finding North

Finding North

I came to the outer shores of the central BC coast hoping to photograph wolves. The search took me among islands covered by forests shaped by winds and weather arriving directly from the Pacific Ocean, twisting the trees into forms that are both harsh and beautiful.

For several days, the wolves did not appear. We waited in quiet coves and travelled along forested shores looking for some indication that they were nearby. There were other animals, changing weather, beautiful light and countless opportunities to make photographs. Yet it was surprisingly difficult to let go of the expectation that the moment should offer something more.

The more I looked for what I hoped to find, the less I seemed able to engage with what was actually around me. My expectations had put me out of alignment with the place.

Finding North

At first, I tried to correct this by working harder at being present. This only made things worse. Trying to force myself into presence became another struggle against what was happening. Eventually, sitting among the islands of the outer coast, I realized that perhaps I had it backwards. Instead of fighting my way back into presence, I could allow the environment itself to guide me there.

Let the place set the rhythm. Allow weather, light, animals, silence and movement to determine the tempo rather than imposing my own expectations upon it.

Gradually, something changed. I could feel it. I also began to recognize that alignment was not something I could expect to hold onto. It came and went.

This made me think of the needle of a compass. When disturbed, the needle does not immediately point north. It swings past north, returns, overshoots again, and continues through progressively smaller oscillations until eventually it settles. Perhaps presence works the same way. The objective is not to remain perfectly aligned. That is probably impossible. We become distracted. Expectations intrude. Disappointment arrives. Other people affect us. The needle moves.

Finding North

The practice is to notice.

Once we recognize that we have moved away from north, we can begin to find our way back. Not by forcing ourselves into position, but by turning our attention outward. Listen to the place. Become curious again about what is happening around us and engage with it.

For me, this has implications beyond simply enjoying my time in the field. Presence is a creative practice that changes what I am capable of seeing and then capturing with the camera.

Finding North

When I stop demanding that the landscape provide the photograph I imagined, I become more receptive to the photograph that is actually there. A bald eagle hauling a salmon from the ocean. A heron moving quietly against a distant wall of green forest. A seal resting on a small rock within a vast expanse of sea and sky. Each is a moment complete in itself.

I never did see a wolf. Perhaps accepting that is part of finding north. The place does not owe me the experience I imagined; my task is to pay attention, to recognize when my compass has wandered, and to return my attention to the world around me.

Then see what is there.

August 27, 2026