a visual exploration of places, faces, and spaces


 On a recent trip to Hong Kong I couldn’t help but notice the numerous garages and auto mechanics around my hotel.  They were so interesting…so photogenic. The garages were small boxes filled to the ceiling in grit and grime, sandwiched together several blocks wide. Instead of broken down beaters, there were exotic cars lining the streets waiting their turn for service. It was such a crazy contrast.  Needless to say, I was in heaven.



This particular trip took me across the globe to Queenstown NZ to shoot Richie McCaw, former team captain for the All Blacks.  From the moment we arrived I was taken back by it's beauty. Although exhausted from the 24 hour flight I wanted nothing more than to explore. Our driver took us to some cool spots and I got the chance to snap a few pics in the process. I absolutely intend to go back someday and when I do, I will surf and snowboard in the same day.



Like a scene from the post apocalyptic game Fallout, the Salton Sea looks and smells like death. Although a few people still live in the area, most of its landscape is scattered with abandoned cars and homes. Its beaches once covered in sand now lay covered in bones.  It wasn't always that way though. Salton Sea was once a thriving water front community. In the 1950s and 60s guests swam, water skied, and golfed here. To learn more about how this tragedy occured click this link.



 A few years back I spent a week in Detroit in hopes to capture some of its 80,000 abandoned buildings.  From the first day I was blown away with what we saw. There were more abandoned buildings than occupied.  It was depressing but at the same time beautiful. It is incredible how nature finds a way to bounce back and overtake the land. This series was taken on a stretch of road on the 8 mile. 



Our family decided to do something different this Christmas so we packed our bags and headed to the birthplace of the Renaissance, Forence Italy. We crammed as much as we could into our week long trip including museum visits, pasta making class, shopping, eating, drinking, and more eating. I carried around my Leica everywhere and stopped every 10 feet to snap a shot. Needless to say the trip was incredible!!! 



Built in 1901, Landschaftspark was a fortress made to product pig steel. The megaplex remained in business until 1985 when it closed it's doors forever leaving the enormous factory to rot away. In 1991 archetict Peter Latz had the brilliant idea to convert the abandoned hazard into one of the largest playgrounds in the country. Truly a must see for anyone visiting Dusseldorf.



 As a kid I can remember seeing billboards plastered everywhere featuring this tan guy in a red helmet with a scoop on his hand and the letters J-A-I-A-L-A-I larger than life. I recall asking my parents what the word was and they really didn’t have a good answer. Fast forward a few decades and here I am with the amazing opportunity  to document one of the few remaining frontons on the planet.  I spent 3 days shooting these amazing athletes and the master craftsmen that make the balls and cestas or scoops. I learned a lot about Jai-Alai in those three days but the most important lesson was to stay the hell away from that ball. It’ll kill you!



A tailgate party is a social event held on and around the open tailgate of a vehichle. Tailgating, which originated in the United States, often involves consuming alcoholic beverages and grilling food. Tailgate parties occur in the parking lots at stadiums and arenas, before and occasionally after games and concerts. People attending such a party are said to be 'tailgating'. Many people participate even if their vehicles do not have tailgates. Tailgate parties also involve people bringing their own alcoholic beverages, barbecues, food etc. which is sampled and shared among fans attending the tailgate.



Why does the Dominican Republic produce so many Major League stars? Is it in their genes, their culture, their water? I needed to see for myself what was so special about this small country, half the size of Indiana, and its mysterious ability to churn out Super Heroes. I had only heard the stories of its history and rich baseball culture, so my crew and I decided to spend the better part of a week in and around San Pedro, also known as “The Cradle of Shortstops”.  It was clear from day one how huge baseball is to the Dominican people. I couldn’t turn my head without seeing a bat, ball, or glove. There were games being played in the street, on beaches, and in empty dirt lots. Everywhere was a  field. It was hard not to see baseball being played. Amazing! Like I had woken up in Baseball Heaven.



A few weeks back I was in Costa Rica shooting for Costa. We were headed back from fishing after a long day. We were about 20 Miles offshore going around 28 knotts and I noticed how spectacular the water looked as our boat sliced through it. I grabbed my Canon 1DX Mark III with a 35mm prime and began to rattle off some shots. I experimented with shutter speeds and aperature until I came up with a recipe that I thought worked. 1/8000 at F16 proved to be the perfect match of a moment frozen in time with deep clarity. The water seemed to freeze into glass sculptures. I must have taken a thousand shots on high burst. The craziest part is how every frame looked different. I actually tried to find a shot that looked similar yet they seemed to all had their own DNA. #Seewhatsoutthere



The Daytona 500 is regarded as the most important and prestigious race on the NASCAR calendar, carrying by far the largest purse in excess of 1.7 million. This year a sold out crowd of over 250,000 people gathered there to cheer on their favorite drivers as they bumped and grinded around the track for 500 laps. In the end my boy, Austin Dillon, crossed the line first and I was right there with him on pit row as he celebrated his first Daytona win. It was amazing to see him bring back the number 3 car to victory lane.