Who stole the innocence?~ it seems that every bit of news these days uncovers a new scandal, a terrible lie or a gross misconduct by a person of authority. It is as though virtue and authority are melting away in a puff of disillusionment. Our only hope lives in the children. Can we please leave them uncorrupted?
Image taken in Goma, Congo 2009
This man sat quietly smoking on the edge on the bustling Champs-Élysées as people walked all around and birds flew by. He was still there on my way back an hour later.
Day 95 of 365~
Life in the street is a theater happening all the time, constantly changing and metamorphosing that I feel compelled to be out there capturing as many moments as I can. Every image I capture makes me think that had a slept longer it would never have been captured. I imagine this must be every street photographer’s dilemma.
Day 94 of 365~
Early morning in Paris.
When you do a lot of street photography you find yourself constantly chasing shadows, becoming an expert on light, time of day, season and brightness analysis until sometimes you just gasp and jump in the middle of a conversation because you saw a shadow worth capturing. Sometimes it even borders on stalking 😊.
Day 93 of 365~
Image taken in the courtyard of ‘hotel de villé in Paris.
Someone, somewhere is shedding tears at this very moment. And someone, somewhere is sending them a good thought.
Wishing you all well on a rainy night in Germany.
Day of 85 of 365~
Somewhere magic lives on~ how can it not?
Day 84 of 365~
Image taken in magical Myanmar
There was a winter tree above me on the Brooklyn bridge where a black bird flew overhead crying loudly, or was there?
Day 80 of 365~
There is a certain mystery and flair that is unique to Asia. It inspires and begs investigating. I created this image by merging these 2 photos: a statue from Angkor Wat in Cambodia and a girl in the rain in Shanghai, China. Their frequencies were similar and I was curious to see if they were complimentary.
Day 79 of 365~
As I go through my archives, I relive moments from my past travels and like a magical time travel machine, I find myself there again in the moment, looking into the eyes of other humans, feeling what I felt then and simply connecting.
This is one of the many reasons I love photography, the real connections that are made, human to human, where all the differences melt away.
Day 76 of 365~
Image taken in the remote village of Dayangjie, Yunnan, China