[ so pumped to have a dear friend guest blogging some wonderful thoughts about poverty and travel photography today. I hope you enjoy it as
I read this recently, “The more a daughter knows the details of her mother’s life… the stronger the daughter.” It’s from a book by Anita
It’s Friday. I hope you feel like this. And I hope you look up Hillary Hand on iTunes and buy her amazing jams. She’s one
I woke up this morning (about 3 hours earlier than usual) planning to go skiing. You see, Copper Mountain got a foot of snow last
In August of 2013, I was riding my bike down Tejon Street and saw something fun and interesting. A small black and white sandwich board
This photograph is called “and as the strangers stood ’round the tree, it came back to life” {a dream i once had} It was completely birthed
So far, I think weary is the best word to sum up 2015 for me. I know that’s not too inspiring or cheer-inducing, but it’s
I can’t say it enough: I love the things you capture while in the midst of trying to capture other things. And if we focus
It’s as cold as the dickens today, and I don’t have much to say about it except that it makes me thankful for indoor rock
The first time I saw Conner Arnold, who is 6 years old going on 30, he was kindly explaining to the adults in the room
