Lately, my cravings have been leading me deeper and deeper into the forest. I find so much peace there. The moment I walk into an old-growth forest I can feel the energy in my body shift and settle. Quiet. When I find myself in the forest with my camera, I seek the sacred details. The …
It’s official, we are husband and wife. All of our nearest and dearest from across the globe flocked to beaches of Nosara for a week of celebrating in the surf and sand. Our amazing photographer friend, Annie McElwain, captured the day for us.
I love photos like this, a true representation of the world right now. A healthy baby, bright-eyed and vibrant… and in this case a little confused. It is true, child mortality is high in Congo compared to most of the rest of the world. In 2016 the rate was 94 deaths per 1000 live births compared to …
I believe that everyone needs a place. This was my place for many years while I was working hard as a musician living next to the Saint Johns River in Jacksonville. The name of the statue is Spiritualized Life and inscribed on the statue was something like “Man rises triumphantly over the chaos of war” etc. I loved …
This picture was only the beginning of a long day of mishaps during a field mission in Nord Ubangi, an equatorial region on the northern border of DRC. This day started at 6 am, as most days do when living la vida village. We were told by some colleagues that they found a truck to take …
If I could have any job in the world, it wouldn’t be a photographer. It would be someone studying photography. I would just attend photography workshops all year round and with all of my favorite photographers in the world’s most beautiful places. I would be constantly learning and constantly around like minded-ish individuals who love …
Birds. If there is one thing I remember about my childhood in relation to my father it’s birds. I remember him bringing home injured birds he found on the road. He would pick me up and we would drive them to the bird sanctuary where professionals would mend their broken wings and eventually release them …
I first moved to DRC for a job managing bed net distributions in the rural interior of the country. I was thrown into the fire with this, only out of grad school for ten days when I left. But somehow I managed to stay afloat and figure it (thank you Google) and a few weeks …
Ahhh, this photograph brings me back, once again, to one of the most epic photographic experiences of my life, that one time in the Namib Desert when I chartered a tiny Cessna and flew for two hours over some of the most beautiful, barren, poetic landscape I have ever had the pleasure of staring wide-eyed …
There’s not a lot to do in little village towns like Kananga. I think that’s why people work six days a week instead of five. So I found myself a new hobby to occupy my time on my one day off in the village. I went out to the villages and rounded up the malnourished …