Y’all remember I was supposed to go to Ghana last December? It was for a Minnesota college. I was going to photograph a student travel and study program there, but it was cancelled due to uncertainty about the Ebola situation in West Africa. So there was an unused ticket. Sitting in my desk drawer. Taunting…
Life is…of course…about the journey. But sometimes life is about ticking off the friggin’ miles….driving fast over the flat and boring stuff and getting to the end goal with a few extra minutes to spare. Then again…when your travel buddy (who will go by the fictitious initials of KP) is not a fan of the…
Dear Branson, I’m sorry I said some snarky things last week. I was going through a rough patch…you see…I had just returned from a few days in…ummm…Branson. Oh dear…that didn’t come out right…I’m doing it again… What I meant to say is that when I left Minnesota, spring was making a reluctant appearance. The snow…
I just came back from Branson. Missouri. Say it with your teeth gently clenched and just barely move your lips. “Muh-Zuhr-Uh. It’s fun. The list of places I don’t want to go on this earth is very short, but Branson has always placed high on it. My daughter’s show choir was scheduled to perform there…
It’s spring. Warm breezes, new life, fresh beginnings and all that. Let’s not forget cute fuzzy critters. Go find them. Last Monday we stopped by a roadside stand in Western Wisconsin that was selling baby goats. Kids, I guess. It was the same Amish stand where we accidentally bought a bunny last spring. This time…
Sometimes the whole world suddenly makes a little more sense. Like a few years back when I shot an assignment in Sioux Falls, South Dakota, and I realized for the first time that it was named for the waterfalls. On the Big Sioux River. Well, of course. It’s not that I didn’t believe it before….
Travel photography is all glamour, all the time. You get to be in the world’s most beautiful places under stunning conditions. People are happy to see you and they treat you well. Of course, sometimes you get to work 20-hour days. Sometimes you have to photograph snowmobiling at 30 below and sometimes you get to…
28 years ago I met Jen Beck. She played piano in a traveling show choir and I played trumpet. Two years ago I saw Jen again while passing through Dallas. She was on the tail end of a corporate life and planning to retire. She is a couple years younger than me. One year ago…
I was running late for a meeting in downtown Chicago. For more than an hour I could see the sleek tower where I belonged, but traffic was at a slow crawl and I just couldn’t get there. I’ve had the same experience with mountain peaks…hiking for hours toward what appeared to be the summit, only…
In response to today’s news of the potential warming of Cuban-American relations, a little (or not so little) gallery from my trip to the island a couple years back. It was a dream trip to a place I had long wanted to visit. If things open up for travel, Cuba will change quickly. Don’t wait….
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