Images from the Isle of Cows: Part 1
Ile-a-Vache, Haiti – March 2013 . . . Part 2 is next… Stay tuned… -Noah D.
What you see now will never be again…
Come gather ’round people Wherever you roam And admit that the waters Around you have grown And accept it that soon You’ll be drenched to the bone If your time…
Farm fresh…
I find it difficult to describe this project that is forming. Perhaps because of how new it is. But perhaps my difficulty comes from the breadth of the project. I…
The beginnings of a story…
A truck with studded tires and ample ground clearance is almost required in this part of the state. And, as far as Jeff is concerned, he won’t buy a truck…
Speaking to a distance…
I teach a Junior-level photography/photojournalism class at the University. Today we Skyped one of my good friends, Philip Holsinger. I think it is a positive sign when the class dismisses…
Always take the call…
Both my photographer friends Jeff and Ashel are in these photos: Jeff is on the phone. There are a few professions out there that “never stop.” It isn’t a 9-to-5…
Cold, wet, snowy streets of Vienna…
Kinda self-explanatory post today. Just some wanderings around Vienna. It snowed a good portion of the night and morning leaving the world quite wet and slushy. I had to pack for…
Continuation of travel…
My first experience with “unsupported” travel – that is, without anyone making my reservations or travel bookings – was back in February of 2008 while I was studying abroad. I…
Pyramids, traffic, and a misunderstood world…
If you’re just now joining me, I’m in Egypt this week. “Egypt!?!? You’re crazy! It’s so unsafe there!” It couldn’t be further from the truth. I’ve been all over the…
“I don’t really have studios…”
It is the natural tendency of a photojournalist to forget to explore his own world. He delves into the realm of the “others” so much that he forgets to pull…
Follow the leader…
‘Tis the wink of an eye — ’tis the draught of a breath– From the blossom of health to the paleness of death, From the gilded saloon to the bier…
Where are you coming from, where are you going: an afternoon conversation…
The place that we are going is right in front of us. Across a room on an overcast day. To see both from whence we come and to where we go…