Driving west, across the island the size of Connecticut. Gas was sold in liters. We ate shrimp and rice and red beans and Medalla beers on the beach. We parked the car at Raoul's restaurant and paid $5, finding the blue ocean and similar hued sky was the best part.
Storytelling is the connective twine of my work.
I worked for over a decade as a photojournalist at newspapers and shifted my focus to working in education, health and conservation - issues I discovered I most cared about after traveling and documenting in over 50 countries. I call Denver, Colorado, home, and am known to leave for adventure, near and far, with less than 24 hour notice.