What power does Photography hold? How can it connect us in moments big and small?
One day, I met a man at a park. I saw his joy. I saw his pain.
Have you ever had something happen that you can’t explain? Something beyond belief?
The strangest four days in Chicago, IL opened my eyes, heart and reaffirmed my faith.
While waiting in line to enter the Notre Dame Cathedral, the presence of a few women kneeling in need reminded me of the power of charity, and the delicate nature of a “stable life.”
They told me that the morning rush hour in London was serious, not play time for tourists. What do you do when you still want to capture some images in the moment?