I’ve been working my way back through the last many years of my personal photography… none of which has been shared (yet)… and apparently I spent a significant amount of time pointing a camera at the sun . There were over 3,000 images… in the last 5 years alone. Over 700 from 2023 alone! I’m…
One week has passed since the Great North American Eclipse. A week was enough to realize that Real Good Words™ aren’t coming to me. Most of us have seen better pictures and read better words than what you’ll find here, but I’ll try nonetheless. For more than a decade now I’ve avoided sharing personal photo…
I haven’t touched this site in well over 12 years. It certainly goes without saying, but I’ll say it anyhow: An awful lot has changed. If one were to demand a short list, it would look like this: That “Finding my way back” is complicated, sacred, and painful – and immensely gracious and necessary. But…
(If you have the time, make sure to check out Split Works Media and the Jue Festival for Music and the Arts. These are the people who are working really hard to promote the arts and music in both Beijing and ShangHai as well as working really hard to bring such amazing acts like Death…
Today we continue with Mini Story Monday. The simple goal of MSM is to tell a story in just a few short paragraphs – an ongoing attempt to break down any story to it’s bare essentials. Telling better stories requires telling stories. And that’s my aim. Volume 1 – The White Monkey Fortress ___ Midnight, January…
This is the first half of a two part post – a recap of the last seven years of my life, my life in Tibet as a photographer, and my family’s recent return to America. As many of you have suspected, I’m a full time photographer in America now, and here’s my story. ___ In…
“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out going to the mountains is going home; that wilderness is a necessity…” ― John Muir “Why Not” – that attitude , in a sense, is what established my relationship with the Tibetan plateau in 2005. I’m glad for it. And I’m grateful for the…