As a child, I was fascinated by the stars. We used to lie in the meadow at night and listen to my grandfather tell us stories about the Greek gods and goddesses who were trapped in the constellations. He told us how his submarine navigated by the stars during World War II, far out in the Pacific Ocean. These heavenly objects, so far away that I couldn’t reach them in a lifetime, bring light and order to our night sky. That wonder continues today, as I see Venus rising on the horizon at dusk, gaze at a Hunter’s Moon so close I can hold it in my hand, or view images from Voyager’s dance with the rings of Saturn.

In my photography, I look for still moments. Like the celestial bodies of the evening, these photos hold my eye, allowing me to wander in the quiet of interstellar space.