In the beauty of the gulf wind…
When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,…
When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,…
Simple post today, finishing out my excursion down south: Notes from an orphanage. Keep in mind that there are a lot of people in this world. If you live in…
Today I visited an unusual situation. Though, not because it is actually “not typical” all over the world – yes, even in the States – but because I had never…
Certain days begin to take on themes. It doesn’t always happen, but some days go much further than others. Today’s images take on a certain symmetry. Lines and forms. Shapes…
Just a few more photographs from San Quintin… First thing in the morning… . This would turn out to be a full day in the clinics. . . Fitting glasses……
After viewing many of these photographs that follow, you will hardly believe that they were taken the same day, before and after the story in the previous blog post. .…
On the day a child was buried, I was there. On the day a child was buried, as his body was being loaded into the back of his father’s pick-up…
Where is San Quintin? Somewhere in that tail off Mexico. There’s pretty much one paved road and the rest of it is sparsely populated, it never rains, unnaturally cold year…
Today was a long drive. And that pretty much sums up the day. But to sum up an entire day’s worth of time without any images? That would surely be…
On a flight across the country to San Diego, California. Stay tuned… -Noah D. . PS: That’s a Leica shot. Makes me kinda warm and fuzzy…