No Fixed Point drifts between places—open roads, distant horizons, quiet landscapes where time seems to stretch and blur. This collection is grounded in motion, yet never anchored. There’s no destination, no final frame—just the feeling of passing through, of watching the world unfold from the edges.

These images hold a different kind of stillness. Less about silence, more about space. Sky and land. Light and distance. Traces of human presence fade into the background, leaving room to breathe, to wonder, to let go of where you’ve been.

This series is about dislocation in the best sense—wandering without needing a map. No Fixed Point reminds us that sometimes meaning isn’t found in arrival, but in the moments where we pause, suspended between here and somewhere else.


The ground tells its own story, stripped to sediment. It remembers everything — in color.

The Color of Erosion

Precarious and unafraid, the land holds itself together by its own tension. A moment in balance.

Held by the Edge

Stillness settles after the wind. The breathless calm of a place with no destination, just depth.

When the Land Exhales

Light parts the dark not with force, but with invitation. A sky learning how to end a day without apology.

Where Light Broke First

Crepuscular rays pierce through cloud formations, creating divine light that transforms an ordinary field into sacred space. The suns position among the trees creates natural starbursts, while fencing provides gentle geometric contrast.

Golden Hour Grace

Evening light paints the sky in layers of amber and gold, reflecting across the still waters while silhouetted hills create a natural frame. The composition draws viewers through winding paths to the horizon, where sun meets water in a moment of perfect.

Lake's Edge

Church spires pierce a tapestry of clouds ablaze with sunset hues, as small-town America settles into evening. The empty street leads eyes toward a horizon painted in natures most vivid palette, celebrating the quiet beauty of rural dusk.

Main Street Twilight

A lone silo stands watch against an explosive sky, where clouds scatter like embers across azure depths. The pastoral scene captures the dramatic interplay between human presence and natural grandeur, framed by the days final light.

Silo Keeper

Sky meets earth in the crease of water. For one breath, chaos is symmetrical — and strangely serene.

Split Second Mirror

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