The STORY A year ago I traveled to France to shoot in the most spectacular location I had ever seen. I got there, concepts planned, props in hand, and I shot all day long, for hours and hours straight. I took the images home, proud of what I had done, and yet I had no desire to edit them. The longer I waited the more I came to terms with the fact that I would never edit them. They had…
I get asked often how I found my passion. At first I had no idea how to answer. In so many ways I seemed to stumble into it unknowing. But the truth is, very few people simply stumble into what they love. They are pushed in that direction, by their own hand or someone else’s guidance, based on who they are inherently. A passion is not a hobby, it is something you can’t live without. It is the thing that…
I am in love with endings. They are beautiful, tragic, hopeful and sorrowful all at once. They are death. They are roads ending at walls. They stop us where we are and force us to question what that place has become. To put it simpler: They are beginnings. They are life. They are rebirth. This end of another year does not symbolize the end of one thing as much as it does the beginning of another. And with all beginnings,…
How does one begin to write about an experience that was so far beyond words? I want to tell you about an experience I had, but there is so much to say that I feel like saying nothing at all, for fear that my words will ruin it. But try I must, because I want to introduce you to a family that I made in France, in the unlikeliest of places, while being drenched in a waterfall at 5AM. A…