Myanmar's largest city is fascinating. A massive Buddhist pagoda named Shwedagon dominates the skyline. The pagoda is a holy site in Buddhism - it is believed that many sacred relics, including eight strands of the original Buddha's hair are buried underneath the tons and tons of gold that make up the stupa. The vibrant rituals of Buddhism taking place all around make Shwedagon a wonderful place to visit and photograph.
You’re hitting the road and your camera is at the top of the old checklist. Your goal is to make photographs that will be memorable and bring back the feelings of being there. So how can you do that? Of course you’ll need a good photo of the Eiffel Tower or Taj Mahal. But photos of cityscapes and monuments only tell part of the story. To capture the essence of a place, you need to capture the element that makes it most unique: the people.
We’re all gonna die! Seriously! So stop wasting time reading about Trump and playing Candy Crush and start living!
"Live every day like it's your last." Sounds like great advice, but it has a major flaw. If today was your last day alive, you'd probably get a bunch of hookers and blow, then party in a hotel room until your heart stopped. (Or maybe that's just me.) But despite the imperfect phrasing of the advice to "live every day like it's your last," the message is solid: one of these days, you're going to wake up for the last time, and that's going to be it. Over. Done. No more life for you. The thought turns the abstract
The Flower Market in Mandalay was as bustling as any other market in Myanmar, but the instead of seeing dried fish and betel nut for sale, all the vendors are slinging beautiful, fresh flowers of all sorts. A photographer I met on the boat from Bagan to Mandalay clued me in on it, and I expected it to be either underwhelming or overrun by tourists. It was neither. In fact, it was one of the highlights of Mandalay, and I didn't come across a single foreigner.
Sitting at sea level three years later, it all feels like a dream. We left Darjeeling by jeep and rattled our way towards Sikkim on roads that would make the worst streets in New Orleans feel like the world’s smoothest highways. We hiked through valleys and over glaciers for four days to the base of Khangchendzonga. One day a snowstorm blew through and we sat huddled around a stovetop warming our bodies and souls with hot Tibetan Chhaang. When we emerged from the hut, the clouds had descended into the valley below and we climbed a nearby peak. Nobody
We loaded up our backpacks with MREs and headed out to Yosemite with some friends. Along the way we made a video of my friend "growing" a beard. How We Did It This is the story of Dave, JP, Victoria and Patrick going on a hike in Yosemite and making a timelapse. Dave started with the beard you see at the end of the video. He took one step backwards for every photo that we shot, and trimmed his beard ever so slightly every three steps. Victoria provided assistance with the mirror and JP was our background actor. I took
He was holding a massive bag of coca leaves and chewing away. I bought him a beer and took his picture.
Scored a press pass for the BUKU fest. Check out the photos here.
In the South of France during the heat of the summer you can find a crowd by the river drinking Ricard and watching Les Joutes Nautiques. Nautical Jousting: it's exactly what it sounds like. Any man filled with enough wine and testosterone is welcome to grab a spear and shield, and hop on the elevated tail of a boat holding 10 rowers, a captain, and a band (consisting of a wooden clarinet player and a drummer). Two boats head full speed towards each other, and the jousters' spears make contact with each others' shields. One monsieur puts all of
Check out this awesome piece that I photographed tonight for New Orleans-based artist Elizabeth Chen. The deer's head is made up of thread embroidered onto sheets of plastic that are hung with strings, and lit with a black light. To see more of her beautiful work, check out www.elizabeth-chen.com