I got interviewed with the photography magazine out of New Zealand, D-Photo Magazine. Check out some thoughts of my documentary project in Bosnia, Mortar Shells and Cigarettes, on their website. What went into the project, reactions I had to the area, reasons why I took the photographs that I took. It was a fun interview, so check it out!
Found these two little girls while home in San Antonio with their big beautiful blue eyes and pink bows.
Throw-back images taken at Fiesta on Main in San Antonio, Texas while traveling home to see family.
I once sat on the Asian side of Istanbul for a while in this man's tailoring shop. The whole time he mended pants, he fed me sweet rosehip tea and told me stories about his life.
There is nothing like the Texas Hill Country. Full of Bluebonnets, Oak Trees and little ponds full of creatures.
Things in the whole Palestine/Israel area are interesting. People are skeptical of one another, scared to do anything or go anywhere. However, it is a place, just like any other. There are good parts, bad parts.. it's just the bad ones are extra bad. However, it is nothing to be afraid of. I met a handful of people who had been living in Jerusalem before I crossed the border. One of which gave me this interesting and insightful guide to Jerusalem. It is a guide of the city from two perspectives, showing both sides. Naturally, controversial, but fascinating from the outside point of view. As I planned the trip further, another friend showed me this Lonely Planet guide to West Bank tourism. An interesting article I recommend anybody reading, whether you ever plan on visiting the area or not. It encourages simply talking to people, getting to know an area and not just listening to the media. I took this advice and went to Hebron. An area known for large military forces and parts of the city that are forbidden by the other side.
Naturally, the Jewish family I was staying with, strongly encouraged me not to go to this Arabic community. And so I went. More comfortable by the Arab culture that I had been surrounded in for over a month, I felt at home in this war torn city. I was welcomed by smiling faces and treated like a guest as I crept in between buildings to see large gardens and olive groves in the back of all the buildings. Just as the Lonely Planet guide had said. One of my favorite people who I met was this man: Joseph. A banana seller. He spent nearly 30 minutes talking to me on the street, feeding me bananas as he asked about my life and told me about his. I must have eaten six bananas because he would not stop giving them to me. When I asked to photograph him, he asked why. I simply told him because I will eat these bananas and possibly forget this city and our conversations, but this photography will be my souvenir of Hebron and help me to remember you. And so he obliged.
[image of a parking lot in Hebron]
A scene from the Oakland LDS Temple.
A found outtake from my Population 800 series.
At some point I plan to do a series called, "Temporary Homes." This is one of the images from the future series, taken in Houston, Texas. I bet you can imagine the theme.
Check out the on-line photography magazine, Dodho, for a special feature by yours truly. The magazine is originally from Spain, but publishes photography from all over the world. They published my series of documentary photography from Sarajevo, Bosnia that I did a few years ago called "Mortar Shells and Cigarettes". I'm also right on their cover photo for their Facebook page as well, which I found to be fun as well. So if it's been a while since you've seen some of my work from Bosnia.. go check it out!
While in Jordan I made this photograph one day while driving to the cave. A young boy riding a donkey caring for his sheep. I thought it was interesting in comparison to a throw-back image of mine, taken in the Dominican Republic of another shepherd...or cowboy I guess he would be called. I loved the man on the motorcycle, herding his cattle as well as the boy, perfectly blending into his landscape. Two very different lives and two very different places.