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So 2013 is half way over. How did this happen??? No seriously. How did this happen? This has been one of the wildest 6 month spans of my life. Which is somehow saying a lot. I’ve been really terrible at posting on here. The worst, really. I want to make this guarantee, this promise, to the 3 of you who will actually read these words, that YES!, yes, I will do better. I will post daily. Or weekly. Or, something. But I can’t. Because I’m the worst. At this. And probably other things. But mostly this (and probably other things). So what have these last 6 months looked like? I moved to New York City in January. I worked with ELIC in Thailand for 2 weeks in February. I worked with a not to be named organization in Prague & Malta in March. (This was also the last time I blogged. I’m an embarrassment to the internet.) I had the privilege of photographing my dear friend Biscuet & Jennifer’s wedding in March. Such a great time! 7572_10104243979832284_223758404_n   934951_10104439857282304_1993952988_n I worked with The Zinghoppers on some new programming for PBS kids in April.  
I returned to Prague to produce a conference & then went to Budapest in May. I continued my ongoing documentary series for ELIC in Vietnam in May. I’ve spent all of June traveling, only to return to NYC this past Friday night. I started in Atlanta, flew out to Fort Collins, CO for a few days, then headed off to New Zealand for two weeks of filming and adventure, and then I spent the last week in Hawaii. Life is hard. I’ll have a lot more coming soon on what went down in New Zealand. Such an amazing country. People often ask, if you were to live somewhere other than the States, where would it be? I’ve never been able to honestly answer that question. Until now. New Zealand. Hands down.


More on that soon. So, overall, its been a wild 6 months. I’ve flown about 90,000 miles so far this year. Which is complete madness. I’ve been at an airport every week for the last 13 weeks. Also madness. And I’m currently exhausted. Thoroughly exhausted.

Where I Live

See that funky little area just below the plane where the international date line goes all wonky? Yeah. If you ever want to know what my body/headspace feels like, it pretty much rotates around that nebulous of chaos and confusion. There. Now you know me a little better. And maybe understand me a little better. Or worry about me a little more. Or all of it. I’m incredibly thankful for these past 6 months. They have been amazing, exhausting, life affirming, filled with tears, and pain, and questions, and joy, and love, and sorrow, and wondering, and wandering, and awkwardness, and boldness, and fear, and just about every other emotion possible. I’m absolutely stoked for what comes next. I have no idea what that is and I can’t wait. I hope you all are having a year full of adventure and new possibilities. And for those of you wondering, no, I do not work for the CIA or NSA or any other top-secret government organization. That you know of.

How do I put the last 5 weeks into words? It’s been a roller coaster, an obscene roller coaster with heights and depths to the extreme, with profanity laced tirades and whispered prayers. I’ve seen and experienced things that still boggle my mind. Here in China, according to my American sensibilities, down is up… up is left… and left leads you into a brick wall.”What about right”, you may ask? Well, right is an ambiguous notion that I’m failing to catch wind of… Not to say things are bad. Not to say I’m miserable. Because that would not be true. No, it’s more that I’m having to rediscover how to live. That I’m seeing how little patience I have for certain things. How exhausting it can be to feel completely uncomfortable because you are so unfamiliar, more often than not. And when you think you’re familiar, or that you know how a certain thing is supposed to go, and then it goes a completely different way than you thought,  and it doesn’t fit in your ill-constructed, shoddily thrown together box, well, you just have to shake your head and throw the box away. keep reading

I have no idea how often I’ll be posting about my China adventures, what the content will be, anything, really. But hey, let’s see what happens! (disclaimer: I’m hyped up on coffee right now… there’s no telling what’s about to happen.) In 3 weeks I’ve gone from Iceland, to America, to Brazil, to America and finally to China. Sweet Odin’s Raven. Let me tell you this. And I know you mothers out there are going to hate me for this. But because of all this traveling, I temporarily have hate in my heart for babies/toddlers. On my flight to Sao Paulo, there were 7 (SEVEN!) babies that screamed bloody chaos for 9 and a half hours. Not all 7 all the time, but some combination of them THE WHOLE FLIGHT. Fast forward a week to my 14 hour flight from Toronto to Beijing. I have not slept in well over 24 hours at this point. My goal is to sleep for at least half of this flight. I was most certainly tired enough to do it. However, fate thwarted me. For behind me was a husband and wife and their infant child. Their infant baby child that proceeded to kick and shake my seat for the vast majority of the flight. This same infant baby child also proceeded to stand on the tray table and mess with my hair. Repeatedly. Mostly every time I almost fell asleep. I shot dirty look after dirty look back at the parents. I talked to a flight attendant. Nothing. At all. The parents smiled and laughed at their infant baby child that was just sooo cute in its infant babyness. Until I punched it in the face. keep reading

Photography, Travel
I worked on a tv show years ago that sent teams all over the world racing against each other for a cash prize at the end. The show was (and still is) fascinating in how the teams play against each other, even against themselves, but also for the incredible locations we were sending them to. One season I was asked to research everything I could about Iceland for the upcoming season. I knew nothing about the country, but soon fell completely in love with the idea of Iceland. Fast forward nearly 10 years of it being on the top of my destinations list (along side New Zealand) and here I sit, typing this to you from Reykjavik. Unreal. I haven’t taken a proper vacation in a number of years. Me and a couple old friends, Matt & Jacob, have been talking about doing a trip together for some time. We started discussing Iceland nearly two years ago. Time inched by, discussions came and went, but nothing concrete formed. We circled back around and came to the decision that we HAD to do this. And here I sit, quite a bit of time later. (My point of encouragement here is to stop talking and start doing… or at least planning. I live in a city of talkers but not enough doers. I am as guilty as anyone as far as this goes. But let’s get with it, eh?) The plan was to spend around 9 days in Iceland, a few in the main city, Reykjavik, and then to rent a car and drive around the rest of the country, camping and exploring the otherworldly landscape. keep reading