Tanner Janesky has had a passion for nature since he was a little kid. Throughout his childhood, he had several cheap digital point-and-shoot cameras which he loved to take in the woods with him. When asked by his parents to take a photo of family members in front of a scenic landscape, he would take the shot, then ask them to get out of the way so he could take a shot with his camera. After acquiring better and better cameras, Tanner decided to pursue landscape photography more seriously. Now he frequently takes long hikes with his camera gear to capture landscapes when the natural light is at its best. Tanner also enjoys night photography because of the challenges it presents. "Although night photography can be difficult, I love it because it allows you to see your environment in a way that you have never seen it before. Unlike a quick snap of the shutter, long night exposures allow one to see environmental shifts and alterations that cannot be seen with the human eye." Tanner devotes extended periods of time to getting to remote places to photograph what others may otherwise never get to see.
Tanner decided to become a photographer, not to use cameras, but because of his passion for exploration and adventure. An avid mountain-biker, fisherman, hunter, and overall outdoorsman, he loves spending time in the woods.
Until 2011, Tanner couldn't conceive of anything more uninteresting than, yes, art galleries. However, on a dirtbiking trip through the Mohave Desert, his dad brought him to see Peter Lik's gallery of lanscape photographs in Las Vegas, Nevada. The rich colors and detail of Lik's work was awe-inspiring to Tanner. There was a video playing of Lik stuck in the mud in a canyon in Utah, struggling to keep his camera gear from sinking with him. It was at this point that he decided, "yeah, I want to do this" says Tanner. After completing high school in the fall of 2012 at the age of 17, Tanner left his home in Connecticut and headed out for his first solo 4000 mile photography-specific adventure through the backwoods of northern New England. So it began.