Not long ago…
“It has become appallingly obvious that our technology has exceeded our humanity.” ~Albert Einstein People have been able to travel vast distances in a single day for only a fraction…
“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…
Good friends and famous houses…
Something that everyone expects from the photojournalism life is constant travel, exotic locations, and fascinating people. Imagine my surprise when I realized, only after a short time “in the field”…
A certain Athens of many…
“Oh, that city kinda feels like Berlin.” “This town reminds me a little of Chicago.” “It is like a small version of London.” “Memphis looks a lot like Cairo when…
Light from underneath…
Blame it on whatever natural phenomenon you’d like – angle of the sun, atmospheric composition, amount of trees in bloom vs leaves on the ground, whatever… …it never fails to…
Fluttering by, staying home…
Portraits for an upcoming issue of my university’s alumni magazine… …you’ve been seeing them for a few days now. Its a simple story about the things that students use to…
Oddities and giggling like a school girl…
I believe a wise person once said: when you love somebody, they still have an amazing tendency to annoy the heck out of you… but you wouldn’t change them for…
Unbelieve it, little tree…
When I started photographing this afternoon, I got the feeling that nobody will believe the color. Well… believe it. Please? The wildest sunset colors I’ve seen in a long time.…
Re-ignition…
No two ways about it. I’m not going to do anything at all for a few days. I have been on the road for two months with very few moments…
Days above ground…
…or above water. This photo was taken above… who knows where. I don’t know. Some Caribbean island at 34,000ft. And at the same time I return home, a plane passes…
And now for something completely different…
No joke, right? A wedding. From Cuba, to a wedding, to Haiti. Doing little things like this here and there. But, really, being invited to a very close and intimate…
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…