About Blue Hour Journal

Sunrise, Bisti/De-Na-Zin Wilderness, New Mexico
Sunrise, Bisti/De-Na-Zin Wilderness, New Mexico

Blue hour happens twice a day; immediately before sun rise, and immediately after Golden Hour and sun set. During this time the sun has taken its final bow, passing below the horizon. In the absence of its brilliance a softer, gentler light emerges; unassuming, subtle and patient. For a brief moment its glow reflects off the atmosphere gracing all things below in etherial, supernatural beauty.

Blue Hour, Bisti/De-Na-Zin Wilderness, New Mexico (2017)
Blue Hour, Bisti/De-Na-Zin Wilderness, New Mexico

Blue Hour doesn’t last long; the morning’s gentle hues slowly emerge from the darkness – but are soon overpowered as the sun emerges – its drama dominating all things. In the evening, blue hour brings a coolness in the air, as the sun’s rays recede, then fade to twilight, then darkness. Stars emerge and the point of demarcation softly slides away.

Blue Hour, Rialto Beach, Olympic National Park, Washington
Blue Hour, Rialto Beach, Olympic National Park, Washington

Blue hour has no definitive beginning nor end, and by God’s grace, happens every day. Blue Hour is my favorite time to photograph. It’s the time when the drama is over and others have packed up and headed home. Often during this time one is free to simply wander, explore and shoot in peaceful evening light.

Blue Hour, Goblin Valley, Utah

Years ago while returning from a workshop in Zion National Park I was a little depressed, driving through central Utah realizing just how far I lived from the town of Springdale, and the fact I wouldn’t to be able to return for a while.

Soapstone Prairie Natural Area, Colorado
Blue Hour, Soapstone Prairie Natural Area, Colorado

Then I realized how foolish that was, having some of the most beautiful country in the United States literally as my back yard, much of which – at the time – remained unexplored by me. That’s when the idea for Blue Hour Journal began. Since then it has become my life’s work: regularly exploring, connecting, photographing, documenting, the Rocky Mountain West, from Western Nebraska to the East, to Western Utah to the West. From Northern Wyoming/Southern Montana to the North, to New Mexico to the South. I rack up a lot of miles on the Trib in the process and love every minute of it.

The Boars Tusk, Wyoming
Blue Hour, Sweetwater County, Red Desert, Wyoming.

That’s what I want for you when you read Blue Hour Journal; to be able to visually wander in peace and explore the destinations I’m so fortunate to visit. I realize not everyone can – and don’t take it for granted. So when I’m out, often times I’m thinking of you.

Winter light against Boulder, Colorado's Flatirons.
Blue Hour to the East, sun setting to the west, near the Flatirons one snowy day in Boulder, Colorado.

Ultimately the message of Blue Hour Journal is, I want you to be inspired to get out into your area, where ever you are in the world, and wander, shoot and dream. Explore. Discover. For those of you have seen the movie, “The Secret Life of Walter Mitty,” will not be surprised this is one of my favorite movies. Just like for me on the day returning from Utah many years ago, I think for many people there’s an awakening awaiting. When we turn our focus on what’s before us.

Blue Hour Journal, Trappers Lake, Colorado

If you’ve made it all the way here, thanks. For me photography is about creating and discovering; about using the camera as a creative tool to unlock personal creativity through the lens. We’re all built uniquely and with a unique vision, a unique point of view and a unique story to tell. Me, I’m a crock pot. By that I mean I tend to throw stuff into the crockpot and let it cook for a while, not 100% certain what it’s gonna taste like. Blue Hour Journal’s ingredients are a lot photography with a little philosophy, technique and a dash of inspiration. I wish you to use BHJ to fuel your own unique story and in that, find peace and joy.

North Park, Colorado
My happy place, North Park, Colorado