The gush of Life

The crest of the hills runs like a ragged edge across my horizon, dividing this world from the other. I declare in this moment that I will break through. That I will not stay in this place. That I will not accept things the way they are, that I will push myself...

The glistening shards

Glistening shards lie all around me. I must watch my step because in spite of their beauty – or perhaps because of it — they are deadly. I stand immobile, afraid to move my bare feet lest the shards slice my flesh and drain my blood. I admire them from a safe...

A woman in Buenos Aires

The trail of passion leading from the South Carolina statehouse to an apartment off of Avenida Libertador is befitting of Argentina’s reputation as the land of impossible romances. The set-up is perfect: Mark Sanford, a successful U.S. politician, throws all...
Concert Photography

Concert Photography

Before, when I wasn’t spending so much time on stage myself, I took many concert photos. It’s hard for me to sit still in a concert and taking pictures is a way of accompanying the music with action — and try to capture the moment.

The glistening shards

My past life drains behind me as I prepare to transform again. This time there will be no running away, no half measures but rather a descending to the deepest part of myself. I know that I am within reach this time, that I carry the seed of what I will become inside...