Monday, November 04, 2013
I shot this photo while on assignment for the Red Cross in Tuscaloosa, Alabama. I was covering the aftermath of a massive hurricane that swept through the middle of town. The devastation was biblical, with a mile wide swath of town mowed down by winds so fierce they stripped the bark off
Thursday, October 10, 2013
Back in 1998, I was doing a Fulbright in Pakistan. The country was relatively safe at the time and I was able to roam freely. Without giving it a second thought, I’d jump onto local buses, hire a scruffy mountain horse or board a rusting PIA jet. I got lots of looks and attracted crowds
Monday, September 30, 2013
Years ago I found myself in Medellin, Colombia, drinking coffee from a little plastic cup in one of the main town squares, Parque Bolivar. Looking around, I was fascinated by the characters I saw. There were musicians and photographers hustling for a buck, eyes-down nuns heading for the
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
I've ridden horses on and off for years and love it. But while photographing them, I am constantly frustrated at my inability to convey the power and excitement of galloping across a field or jumping an obstacle. I think the problem might be the distance. If a horse and rider are moving,
Thursday, September 12, 2013
I've decided to introduce a recurring feature on my blog called "Story of the Photo." Quite literally, the entry will feature single photos from my past assignments, the stories behind them and a bit of technical photo geek info.
Now, on to the first photo!
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