Finding Home

Everyone has those places they call home. For some, their grandmother’s house, for others the house they grew up in, but a home doesn’t have to be a house, or even a specific place. It can be any multitude of places, people, events, or feelings that a person could learn to love. When we feel “at home”, everything is right— we can truly be ourselves, and we are liberated from any self-conscious doubts. In our homes, we become more present, mindfulness grows over us and we no longer have the stresses of our daily lives stripping away our attention. I hope that all of us can find those feelings of home, because without them life can feel overwhelming. For me, I feel at home in silent wanderings through the backcountry, with a pack on my back, as I step along the beaten trail. Or along a snow-capped ridge, glancing down occasionally, looking for the best line of fresh snow to ski; the brisk air stings my nostrils, and I can feel hairs freezing together as I breathe. In these places, the only sounds are of my heavy breathing and the world existing around me. In this solitude, I feel at home.

Me looking over the vistas of the San Rafael Swell

Me looking over the vistas of the San Rafael Swell

As for Aly and Sam, well, you’ll have to ask them to find out where they feel most at home, but together we are all able to find a home in the backcountry, off the beaten path, and away from it all. For us, nothing beats the fresh air, sights, or smells of total wilderness. Whether it’s midnight encounters with mountain lions, day trips to our secret spot up in AF Canyon, or strapping a 14ft canoe on Aly’s little hatchback, we always try to take it in one moment at a time.  

-Justin


Hey guys, thanks for stopping by and checking out our site! I wanted to take a moment and introduce our AB Hansen Photography family.

I’m Justin, and around here I help out with some of the organization and business planning. I’ve also been featured as a coat-rack, pack-mule, second-shooter, and even drone-pilot (on some rare occasions). But generally my main purpose is keeping Aly well outside of the realm of hangry for all of our photoshoots. I’m also pictured in the photo above.

Me after a hike up to cercret lake

Me after a hike up to cercret lake

My wonderful girlfriend, Aly, carries the weight of managing our social media accounts when she’s not behind the lens. Let’s be clear—she’s the one who wears the pro-tog pants in this family. Her years of experience working as an artistic professional flourish in all aspects of her work. She takes charge of any session with an air of intimacy, and she always manages to create and capture the most genuine and spontaneous moments.

Aly often spends her evenings with the pups

Aly often spends her evenings with the pups

Let’s not forget our shy, floof of a pup, Sam. As our pack-mule in training, he enjoys walks, hikes, sleeping, and booping.

Sam is concerned about his new sombrero

Sam is concerned about his new sombrero

Honorable mention: Stella, that lard of a husky playing queen of the rock, tags along when she’s not sleeping, lounging, or eating. If she’s not doing any of those three things she can be quite unpleasant, to say the least.

Stella taking a break after hiking… 20 ft

Stella taking a break after hiking… 20 ft