Travel

"I have said democracy and freedom do not work too well if you are hungry, if you are starving." -Pete Domenici I tagged along with a group of students as they went on a seven day mission trip to Los Angeles, CA. The students spent each day at a different ministry/non-profit helping distribute food to the hungry. They mainly focused on distributing food, but also sorted donated goods, cooked meals, played with kids, and loved on people. The group of students were from Rockford, Illinois, part of a gap year discipleship program called Focus One. As a high school student back in 2003 I took...


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It was an absolutely crazy idea, but it could be done. My father-in-law had done it before, and he was the one that convinced my dad and I to do it with him and a friend. A four man team, crossing the Grand Canyon, North Rim to South Rim in one day. It would be like walking a marathon, but through the Grand Canyon. I trained for a few months before, running stairs and preparing my knees. Physically I knew I would be fine, but I was trying to figure out the photo aspect of it. You can't cross the Grand Canyon and not take photos (especially when you're a professional photographer). I decided...


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Sláinte! My wife and I have been fascinated by Ireland for years. Luckily her ancestors are from Ireland, which makes me an honorary Irishman... I think. We were married this last August and decided to go to Ireland for our honeymoon. The trip wasn't intended to be a photo adventure, but we couldn't help but treat it like one. Driving on the wrong side of the road, exploring quaint towns and rolling green hills, we snapped some 2000 photos in only seven days. I could go on describing some of the sights, but the pictures do it way more justice than words ever could.  There's a gaelic saying...


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I was holding my small HD camcorder, nearly hidden across the street. I could see through the open door of the Halal butcher shop. It was a busy day in this north Paris suburb, and a nearby Arab market was in full swing. Men were bringing in slabs of red meat from a white box truck, cutting it in long pieces, and hanging it on strings for purchase. As I looked through my viewfinder a hallowed face slowly drifted into frame, his eyes looking straight down my lens. It took me a second to realize that I had been caught. Holding up a big butcher knife to the camera, another man walked by and shut...


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