By the time that this post goes live, I will have wrapped my trip to Bismarck, North Dakota, and will be traveling back to Washington, DC. I am not a spiritual person, though standing on the edge of this view of the Theodore Roosevelt National Park may have been one of the more divine moments of my life.
As I mentioned earlier, I recently traveled to Syracuse, New York and made portraits of my friend Ron and his family. Working with the Kains on their portraits was a treat!
Late last year V and I packed the rambler with her parents and snacks and hit the road for a white-knuckle trip from Rabat past Rissani and back, covering multiple mountain passes in order to catch the sunset and sunrise in the desert before racing back north. The journey took us through snow-capped mountains, cedar forests filled with monkeys, switchback passes (guard rails? not always) and ultimately into the desert between Rissani and Merzouga. We missed the sunset by minutes (and I admittedly beached the car near the dunes and was bailed out by a crew of Bedouin teenagers), though…
V and I recently loaded the Wagon Queen Family Truxter up and headed off to Spain with my family. We once again based our adventure out of Tarifa, though this time we actually made it out-of-town and managed to explore a bit of Southern Spain. It was beautiful.
Life has a certain way of obliterating any plans to revamp websites and produce portfolios (the kind that elevate one’s middling photography into a stellar form of expression that causes art buyers to quiver in their boots and fight over your oldest edits). That’s just fine with me.