Everywhere I looked in Cuba , everything....and I mean EVERYTHING...got repaired, patched up, recycled, repurposed and had reborn...

The first time Nurse Marta and Photographer Marta went head to head was in Cuba in 2011. I had been invited into a family home to...

Part of my journey as a photographer and artist has been finding what drives my curiosity. I remember participating in a studio lighting...

I see it outside my window everyday. The eagle usually comes hunting...I assume for juvenile gulls or crows. Nothing ordinary in...

In my pre-Bertha era (pre-concussion for those of you new to the terminology) I used to love walking the streets looking for people whose...

I set a challenge for myself today. Too dizzy to go shooting and exploring, I tried to figure out a way to do things differently. With...

Met these three youngsters in Havana. They were working away on their push car when I made this image...sure enough as soon as they...

A friend suggested I meet this highly respected traditional healer in the Boeng Kak slum area of Phnom Penh. One of my goals was to...

I didn't think I would be writing another blog post so soon. But apparently the universe is determined to throw collapsing buildings at...

Today we went to lunch with Uncle Don and Auntie Lois to celebrate Uncle Don's birthday. I really thought I would catch one shot at some...