Yemassee, SC, 2016

I made this photograph during a quiet afternoon at the ruins of Old Sheldon Church. The light was soft, diffused through the oaks and their veil of Spanish moss, casting a gentle glow across the weathered brick. This particular composition caught my eye—the way the arched tree frames the open columns, as if bowing in reverence to what remains.

There’s something sacred about this place that goes beyond its history—beyond the wars that scarred it or the worship that once filled it. It feels like the land itself remembers. Standing there with my camera, I wasn’t just making an image; I was listening, waiting for the right moment to respond to what the place seemed to be saying.

Archival fine art pigment print on museum-quality Hahnemühle or Moab fine art cotton rag paper. 

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