Wherever you are…
…that is where you should be. Yeah yeah, hot mess existential. But when the place in which you find yourself is 100% local, a youth theater troop putting on an act…
No man’s light…
So, now I’ve been to the DR, but there is no evidence of that besides a few photos. I’m not going to lie, the border there is a completely mess.…
My job cannot be…
My friends, I’m not trying to be conceited or proud… but, I promise you, the job of a long-form documentary photojournalist does not suck. I mean, there are places in…
On the ground…
The afternoon view from “my office”… I don’t stay at the Kinam Hotel, actually, but it is my office. The internet here is strong enough to push photos online, check…
What else in the world…?
I’m back on the road in Haiti. Travel… one day at a time. Where will I be tomorrow? Stay tuned… -Noah D.
On the way out…
I am always sad to see a trip begin to wind down. But leaving people is always far harder than leaving a place. After a while, you begin to realize…
Then, the images begin to fail…
Its not that they don’t exist. It is not the fact that they aren’t technically fine or anything. Its just that… there’s nothing that can describe certain things… When a…
On a warm day in March…
…in the back of a ’53 Plymouth. What else would you do in Cuba on a Sunday? Well, for the first half, I attended a church service. Packed to the…
Pardon my absence… in Cuba.
And then to Santiago de Cuba. Alright, I’ll go ahead and say it. I really adore this place. Correction: I adore the people in this place. The countryside is more…
On the way in…
I’m not going to pretend, anyone who follows this blog knows these are backlog posts. I was off the grid in Cuba for a while and these are the posts…
…and out the next.
And the flight sequences start again. I come back from this trip to spend a couple days preparing for the next one. This time, to Cuba. Here we go.…
When your day starts right…
When your day starts off in a tiny cafe south of Washington Square with a nice Americano being stared at by a half-blind dog… …how else would you WANT to…