On the Inside Looking Out

A trickle of sweat ran down my overheating cheek. Tens of thousands of strangers were shouting at me, pointing, there was no place to hide as I made my way down the street…. No, It wasn’t an angry mob finally forming over my reluctance to get a proper job...

Kentucky Rolex 2008

When I close my eyes at night, I see them. They are always there, with their nervous ears, flaring nostrils, and taunting me with yellow teeth. Some people see dead people, I see… Horses. I have just spent the last five days photographing the Kentucky Rolex...

Back to Work (If You Call It That)

I’m sitting in the Beijing West train station with mixed feelings. The vagabonding part of me is on fire, my backpack is sitting beside of me, well organized and ready for action, and a ticket to the south is burning a hole in my pocket. The hair is standing on...

Home Sweet and Silent Home

Acapulco was an awesome experience, and I’m sure it will reverberate through my life in one form or the other for years to come. As much as I enjoyed the 22 days of indescribable noise, debauchery, and never-ending parties, I am happy to come back to a place of...