I’m told every market day he plays in the park. Entirely blind. A master with his accordion. He was very proud to have photos of it taken.
Category Archives: Travel
I don’t know if I can put into words what travel is to me. To travel is to live. There is nothing more exhilarating then stepping onto a flight to explore another corner of the world you have not yet experienced. To climb into your car, bid adieu to your closest friend and family and...
There is something about spending an entirely organic day with a young family. The repetition, the spontaneity, the randomosity. This is a personal project that we have been hoping to do for three months. We being Chelsey (the mom) and I. Over two years ago I photographed the birth of their second, Ezra. The beginning...
I came into possession of my grandfather’s Canon Rangefinder. At 70ish years of age it needs some massaging to be back in working condition. Fungi out of the lens (thank you to Tyler Christensen), patching of the shutter. Needless to say it may need some more shutter repair to not look at Heather Nan put...
Confession. I didn’t love Argentina. The week I was there I felt enveloped in a city of miserable, yet beautiful, people in a crumbling city. They loved their city, but they hated their lives.