Two Geishas

This photograph has special meaning for me. Not only has it become one of my most popular portraits, it also serves as a reminder of several core principals that have helped me over the years. That is, persistence and stepping outside of your comfort zone can sometimes lead to great luck.
As the name would imply, I took this photograph in the Gion district of Kyoto. In its prime, Gion was the most exclusive "hanamachi" (geisha community) in all of Japan. In fact, working in Gion was so prestigious that the geisha of Gion were referred to more respectfully as "geiko" or a woman of art. Nowadays, Gion is famous for being one of the few "hanamachi" left in Japan. Due to the rapid development, modernization and globalization of Japan, ancient cultural traditions and art forms have suffered atrophy. This, coupled with the fact that very few girls are willing to make the sacrifices necessary to carry on this unique tradition and it seems to be only a matter of time before geisha slip into historical lore like the the samurai.
I spent hours each afternoon in Gion strolling up and down the narrow streets lined with "ochaya" (tea houses), hoping to catch a glimpse of the famously illusive geisha. After two days of shooting everything geisha except, well, a geisha, I was beginning to think that they were just a figment created by the Japanese Ministry of Culture and Tourism. Then, in the late afternoon of my last day in Kyoto, a chance encounter of a photographer's dreams. As a rounded a corner I saw them, two of them! I walked slowly behind them taking some environmental and detail shots as they shuffled down the street, careful not to disturb the harmony. Once they sensed my presence, stopped and turned towards me I thought my ideal photo shoot was over for sure. After all, I have no idea how geisha feel about being photographed and even I felt a bit uncomfortable, like some kind of geisha paparazzi. Realizing this was my only opportunity, I smiled, showed them my camera and non-verbally asked them for a quick shot. Surprisingly, they giggled at each other and almost seemed flattered by my eagerness. I worked quickly around them, instinctively finding the best possible light and background and then took two frames before giving them a deep bow and letting them once again slowly shuffle towards their destination. "Arigato goziamasu" (thank you very much) indeed!

Silhouetted Seaweed Farmer

I made this photograph from the beach on Nusa Lembongan, a small island in the Badung Strait between the popular islands of Bali and Lombok in Indonesia. As you may suspect, the 7,000 or so inhabitants of this laid-back island depend almost exclusively on the ocean for their livelihood. Sitting like a speed bump in the deep Badung Strait between the Pacific and Indian Oceans has some distinct advantages. The shallow coral reefs surrounding the island provide not only protection from the strong currents, but also most of the locals diet. What's more, the entire economy of Nusa Lembongan relies on the reefs as they also allow for the cultivation of seaweed, not to mention the sea-loving tourists there for the world class surfing and scuba diving.
As I was photographing some of the farmers carrying their daily harvest of seaweed onto the beach, I happen to look up and catch inspiration. I saw this one last seaweed farmer guiding his flat bottomed skiff across the horizon. Knowing he would soon be crossing in front of the golden sunset, I framed my shot and waited for him to pass through so I could catch a perfect silhouette of him.

Little Emperor

China's draconian one-child policy, first instituted in 1979 in an effort to curb the population growth, is now revealing some startling side-effects. As you may imagine in a country where almost all of the children are an "only child", there tends to be a severe amount of doting parents who spoil their children incessantly. This is especially true for boys. So much so in fact, they have given these children the nickname, "little emperors".
I first noticed this adorable little emperor as he was squatting in the grass going pee through a slit in the crotch of his pants. Only later did I realize that this is the common practice in China. Rather than using diapers, parents simply cut a slit in their children's trousers so they can squat outside and go whenever they need to. The only thing more out of the ordinary to my occidental eyes than seeing toddlers relieve themselves in the middle of a city park, is the sight of their parents who often stroll the park in their pajamas! Anyway, I interrogatively gestured to his parents if it would be o.k. for me to take his picture. Of course they were honored and proud as peacocks. He was far more interested in playing peek-a-boo with me than having his portrait taken, but as you can see, I couldn't have asked for a cuter, more natural pose.
They say children are one of the most challenging subjects to shoot because you can't give them direction as you would an adult. I however, disagree. You simply have to think the way the do, get down to their level, play a bit and shoot the action.

Christ Watching Over The "Marvelous City"

I can vividly remember as a child seeing a photo similar to this in an elementary school geography book and thinking, someday I must see this in person. It is one of my earliest memories of experiencing wanderlust, a diagnosis that would become a driving force throughout my life. Only later as an adult did I come to find out that this is also the birthplace of Bossa Nova, the bikini, and of course, the world's largest party. It is also home to over seven million Cariocas, as the locals call themselves, a colorful mix of some of the most beautiful people in the world all packed into the most beautiful urban setting on the planet, Rio de Janeiro.
The geography and people of Rio have created a unique urban sprawl, whereby some of the wealthiest people in Brazil live next to or even beneath some of the poorest. The poor have taken to illegally building favelas or shanty towns on any available space that clings to or straddles Rio's magnificent mountains. The irony of course, is that it's the people of the favelas that have the most magnificent views of their Cidade Maravilhosa or Marvelous City. Constantly watching over this marvelous city and all who inhabit it is the enormous statue of Cristo Redentor, Christ the Redeemer. Perched on the tip of Corcovado, or Hunchback mountain at 2,329 feet above the city, it can be seen from just about anywhere and offers a breathtaking view from it's base.
Even though this image is on postcards all over the city, I wanted to fulfill my childhood vision to see it and photograph it for myself. After experiencing a week of Carnaval and a month in Rio I hadn't had the opportunity to get my photo on a clear day. Miraculously, on my last morning in Rio I woke up to this heavenly, clear, blue sky. Risking missing my flight, I raced to the helicopter pad and fulfilled my vision.

Sunflowers In Dalat

Admittedly, this photo doesn't fit my usual style of making photographs that "promote global awareness and cultural understanding". However, being a travel and documentary photographer it does give a nice "sense of place". North Dakota? South of France? No, in this case, that "place" is a kitschy hotel that was formerly a French Colonial Governor's mansion or something like that in Dalat, Vietnam. O.K., I must admit, I don't remember the actual building so much, due to the fact that it was not nearly as impressive as the little pamphlet the ministry of tourism gave me. The garden path that I discovered leaving the mansion however, was worth putting of my afternoon glass of Vietnamese drip coffee for another half hour. Just barely though. I'm telling you, that stuff is sheer ambrosia!
Alright, so "sense of place" did come into play. I mean, who knew they had massive sunflowers in Vietnam? However, I must admit the main reason I took this photograph is because I knew that both the colors and sunny disposition of these giant sunflowers would create a fantastic print that simply lights-up a room.
Over time, the popularity of this print has reaffirmed a couple of things to me. First, to trust my instincts. If a scene jumps out at me for any reason, shoot it! It doesn't always have to fit into a story, theme, etc. Secondly, never underestimate how much women love sunflowers!

Paying Homage

Well, Labor Day has come and gone and with it another Summer. Even though the mercury is still in realm of triple digits here in Phoenix, it is heading downward, as is the sun earlier and earlier each day.  Kids are back in school, vacations are now memories and we'll be celebrating the harvest before you know it.  O.K. most of us have never harvested food in our lives, but we'll feast and celebrate anyway!  At any rate, like it or not, Summer is over and therefore,  I thought I finish it off with an "Endless Summer" inspired Photo of the Week.  Enjoy!  Also, if it helps, refer back in a couple of months when you are freezing and tired of scrapping the ice off of your windshield!
A few years ago I traveled to Bali for a month with the mission of trying to capture on film what it is that makes this relatively small island stand out, despite being one of 17,508 islands in the Indonesian archipelago. I found that it isn't just one thing, but rather the sum of it's unique and exotic culture, stunning vistas imbued with spiritual significance and range of activities that inspire travelers of all types to seek out their own paradise here.
With rumors of long reef breaks and consistent swells, surfers were among the first hardcore travelers to arrive and discover this, "Island of the Gods". Soon thereafter, names like Kuta, Ulu Watu and Dreamland lured the faithful from around the globe. Today, all along the Southern coast, motorbikes are outfitted with surfboard racks and the convenient stores have designated "surfboard parking " areas in an effort to accommodate those who come to conquer these breaks. Wanting to learn more about this subculture of the island, I rented a long board for a week and even enrolled in a weekend surf school. In class I learned about everything from duck-dives to rip-tides, however, the most valuable lessons I learned were the ones that nobody can teach you. I discovered that surfing is equal parts meditation and exertion. Moments of serene contentment followed by vigorous contests against the ocean's perpetual treadmill of waves. Much more than just a sport, it's about being in harmony with nature in her most natural environment.
Inspired by my newfound wisdom, I headed down to Kuta Beach to take on the challenge of capturing this essence in a still frame. I decided the best way to accomplish this would be to isolate a lone surfer set against the ocean and the setting sun. I have always liked working with silhouettes of people because the sense of anonymity lends itself to the feeling of "everyman" or in this case, every surfer. I tracked this local, who seemed to be particularly "in focus" as he came in from the days last set. As I framed him in the viewfinder and waited, the magic of the medium happened. Before turning his back and calling it a day at the beach, he looked back at the ocean for a moment of thanks. I could tell he was paying homage to what surfers refer to as their "source".
Stoked from the knowledge that I had it in the can, I took a moment to pay homage to my source as well, the medium of photography.

Sunset Behind Mission San Xavier del Bac

Founded in 1692 by Padre Eusebio Francisco Kino, a Spanish Jesuit spreading the word of God in the “new world”, Mission San Xavier del Bac is the oldest European building in Arizona still in use today. It has been affectionately nicknamed the “White Dove of the Desert” for its striking whitewash walls and graceful beauty set against the beautiful hues of the Sonoran Desert. Protected from vandalism by the local Pima and Tohono O’odham Indians for over 200 years, even the attacking Apaches left the “White Dove” untouched. As beautiful as the outside of the mission is, the interior is equally impressive. Due to both the sanctity of the place and the fragility of the 200 year-old frescoes, photography is not permitted inside. Yet another incentive to go see this unique Arizona landmark for yourself!
Being one of the most photographed buildings in Arizona, I was faced with the challenge of finding a new and unique perspective. Drawing from its nickname, I also wanted to show the mission’s setting in the desert. I climbed to the top of the hill on the Eastern side of the mission, which lends itself to great panoramas of the mission and surrounding desert. Shooting during the “golden hour” of dusk, I noticed that the sun’s trajectory would place it right behind the mission by the time it reached the horizon. Having lived in Tucson for three years during college, and knowing that Tucson has some of the best sunsets on the planet, I was definitely going to see how this one played out. I found the perfect spot for my tripod that placed the sun directly behind the main dome of the mission for the added halo effect, waited for the colors to peak and simply did what I enjoy doing the most.

Monsoon Season

Well, we finally got our first good monsoon storm the other night here in Phoenix and with it some much needed moisture here in the desert! Even though, the Sonoran Desert gets quite a bit of rainfall (when compared to other deserts of the world) and flash floods are a legitimate danger, I always have to laugh a bit when using the term "monsoon" in Phoenix. Anyway, it got me thinking about some of the incredible downpours I experienced while in Southeast Asia. You know the type, the daily deluge you see in every Vietnam War movie ever made. Trust me, there were times this boy from the desert wanted to start building an arc and gathering animals two by two! O.K. so that's a slight exaggeration but like everything else in Southeast Asia it was completely foreign to me at first. Hence, I loved it! And, like most things foreign to me, it inspired me to shoot and learn all the more.

Wading knee deep in flood water through the streets of Hoi An, Vietnam paid off when I made this photograph at what was a busy intersection only hours prior. Actually, for the people of Hoi An, scenes like this are as familiar as the colors of Fall would be to New Englanders; it's just another season. Hoi An's placement on the Thu Bon River, gives it easy access to the South China Sea only five kilometers away. This location has been both a blessing and a curse. Locals have been willing to adapt to the annual floods every October and November because Hoi An has been a major trading port in southeast Asia for centuries. There are imprints from the Chinese, Japanese, and French, all of which colonized the town at one point in history. Even during monsoon season it is one of the most enchanting towns in Vietnam. So much so in fact, UNESCO deemed it a crucial historical and cultural center and in 1999 added it to their list of protected World Heritage sites.

Time

In honor of the president's visit yesterday to the Park, we're going to revisit this one...

The Grand Canyon; Earth's most spectacular example of what happens when you combine the perfect combination of geology, erosion and a whole lot of time. As magnificent as the canyon is, it can be a "grand" challenge for photographers to capture images that provide scale and depth to a wonder filled with superlatives. Of course, we will never be able to to re-create the awe that one is overcome with when standing on the rim and gazing into the vastness of this world wonder but the joy of photographing the canyon is to try and capture a semblance of it's beauty and grandeur on a two dimensional medium. There are different techniques you can use to achieve to this aim and in this photograph I combined two of them. First of all, it is necessary to place something of interest in the foreground to give the image depth. Secondly, I sometimes like to use something in the foreground of the photo that acts as a sort of natural border to create a "frame within the frame". This will draw the viewers eye through the photo from the foreground to the background. Thus, you can not only have a striking image framed beautifully and naturally but you can also achieve a sense of depth at the same time.
This all came to mind instantaneously when I came across this dead tree while hiking into the canyon via the South Kaibab Trail. It caught my eye because it's lack of foliage not only lends itself perfectly to the afore mentioned techniques but it's apparent age also makes it the perfect companion to the the canyon and the theme of this photo, time.

Fuji in Pink

For the first year and a half of my three years in Japan I lived in the town of Gotemba. Gotemba is mostly famous for sitting right at the foot of Japan's most famous landmark, Mt. Fuji and I was fortunate enough to live in an apartment with this view out my window. Fortunate indeed, for without that window and it's spectacular view I would have probably committed "seppuku" (ritualized suicide also known as "hari kiri") living in that tiny bento box that the Japanese call an apartment, well, "aparto" anyway. Quite to the contrary though, I grew to love that little apartment by focusing on two of the aspects often used in Japanese gardens; reduced scale and borrowed view. I learned (as usual the hard way) to appreciate minimalism, which believe me, for someone raised in the United States doesn't come naturally. I also realized that if you sat in just the right spot, that rectangular window of mine doubled as a perfect frame for one of the world's most beautiful and chameleon like mountains. Actually, now that I think about it, my window was really like a giant version of those digital picture frames that changes photos every few seconds. O.K. so the view didn't change that quickly but "Fuji San" is notorious for always looking different and I must say, considering the four distinct seasons, unpredictable weather and various lighting angles of the sun throughout any given day, the mountain never looked the same for long. Over my eighteen month stint in Gotemba, I never lost the small thrill of walking into my apartment and immediately taking a glance out my own personal frame to see what Fuji was revealing. Often times I even set my alarm for pre-dawn to check the weather and clouds and if it seemed promising, have enough time to set up my camera and tripod on my balcony for the morning "golden hour". I made this picture on one such morning when I was rewarded for shaking off my slumber and freezing temperatures. Fuji's winter white coat was reflecting the inordinately pink hue of the sky behind me just before sunrise. Luckily, I was already set up, hoping for a spectacular view like this one to happen and when it did it made it all worth while. Not only did I get my money shot, I was also reminded of the value of anticipation in photography. Sure many shots are the outcome of serendipitous moments your lucky to capture, but you can certainly increase the frequency of those moments by knowing your surroundings as best you can and trying to anticipate what the light or even people may do ahead of time. Sometimes, I find myself whispering to myself trying to manifest the vision in my head. Of course, a great deal of the time it never pans out. Even professionals may shoot dozens or even hundreds of photos to get those few precious "selects" but this pre-visualization is one of the components that separate professionals from amateurs. It has been my experience that you can actually increase your luck through preparation and anticipation and your alarm clock can be your most important piece of equipment. A few minutes after this image was taken the light changed and the mountain looked completely different and oh yeah, I went back to bed!

The Vendor Client relationship

This video is brilliant and a must see for anyone who is involved in a creative profession. For photographers or any creative professional for that matter, it is simply a hilarious anecdote to real-life expectations that we have all experienced with clients. For those on the other side of the equation, my hope is these comedic analogies will give some perspective on the challenges of running a creative business.

Dare to be Different

This photograph is one of my personal favorites due to the serendipitous fashion in which I captured it and the message it instantly conveys. Being the third of four children, the only member of my family to live or travel abroad and the only one in a creative profession, I have often joked about being the black sheep, or in this case black duck of the family. Appreciating diversity and embracing my unique qualities has always been something I have taken pride in and indeed, this duck seems to feel the same way. What's more, being a photographer, especially in the industry today, I feel that one of the most important factors for success is to be have a distinct vision and style and simply be different from the rest of the crowd. I often look at this photo as a sort of visual mantra to remind me of these aspects of myself and my career.
I captured these ducks one afternoon while I was riding my motorbike on a beautiful road that wound through some rice fields outside a small town in central Vietnam. I saw a farmer up ahead of me on the opposite side of the road walking his ducks home, an image I had seen before in Vietnam, but only from a train or a speeding van's window. Apparently farmers bring their ducks along to their rice fields to allow them to waddle and eat insects while they tend to the patties. I pulled over well before they reached me and prepared to capture this unique cultural and downright cute image. I took a couple of shots that included the farmer keeping his ducks in a row, another theme entirely, but when I saw this lone black duck I zoomed in closer and composed this photo. The title, Dare to be Different says it all and since it is one of my philosophies, I have designed a postcard using this photo that I plan on implementing to help market A World in Focus.

Ta Prohm Doorway

During it's heyday 11 centuries ago, the city of Angkor was at the center of the Khmer civilization. The Khmers were not only a powerful empire, they were also one of history's most creative and artistic. They created hundreds of buildings and temples that are as magnificent as they are massive. After the empire fell to the Siamese in 1431 the city was left to be devoured by the dense jungle of Northern Cambodia. It wasn't until the French explorer Henri Mouhot wrote about his discovery of the fabled "lost city of Angkor" in the 1860's that the modern world was introduced to one of humanity's greatest architectural achievements.
This former Buddhist temple, Ta Prohm is one of the most popular sites at Angkor because unlike it's famous neighbors Angkor Wat and The Bayon, Ta Prohm was left exactly as it was found, so you get a real sense of what it must have been like to rediscover this majestic city. Most experts believe that these voracious trees that have overtaken the site are the very thing holding it together and if archaeologist were to remove them, Ta Prohm would simply crumble.

Canyon For Two

While hiking down to the river along the South Kaibab Trail with my friend Yoko, who was visiting from Japan, we came across this perfect spot for a rest and a picnic. The steep trail made a sharp bend here and therefore gave us an unobstructed panorama of the canyon laid out before us. It was a long and silent meal as we were both rendered speechless by the staggering view. I wanted to somehow capture the moment but realized from previous trips to the canyon that trying to do justice to this place is futile with any media. However, when I got up to pack away the remains of our canyon-side lunch and looked back at Yoko, I had one of those "eureka" moments that make me love this profession. I realized that by adding our perspective, I could express the feeling, mood, scale and beauty of the moment all in one good composition. Thankfully long treks through the Himalaya had conditioned me to bear the burden of carrying my tripod along "just in case". I set up the shot from behind while Yoko was still soaking in the "sugoi ki-re" (incredibly beautiful) view in front of her. Setting the timer to maximum so as to not really know for sure when the exposure was coming I went back to my seat at the edge of the world. Yoko was unaware that I even took this photograph until we left a while later and even I didn't realize I had nailed it until I saw the slide days later. Yes, I still enjoy that "surprise" feeling that film gives.

Cover Girl

I made this photograph of a hilltribe (a.k.a. montagnard in Vietnam) girl at the outdoor market in Bac Ha Vietnam. Although only 110 kilometers (68 miles) from Sapa, the trip took over five hours in the old Russian built 4X4 I rented. Getting there was truly half the fun! The remoteness of Bac Ha also makes it a photographer's paradise. Upon arrival at the market, I found no tourists and had the bustling collage of the ten different hilltribes that live, farm and raise livestock in the surrounding hills to myself. As much as it is obviously a place to buy, sell and trade their goods, the market also serves as an important social gathering place to all of the tribes in the region.
This young girl, as with all of the women at the market, uses this large social gathering to showcase her most elaborate handmade headdress and silver jewelry. Individuals take great pride in their attire because it reflects not only the tribe the belong to, but also their families social status and wealth. Just as I had framed her gnawing on her favorite market treat, a stalk of sugarcane, she took a break and glanced perfectly into my lens providing me with this image and the knowledge that having a sweet tooth is truly cross-cultural.

Fishing with a View of Ipanema

Odds are, if someone asked you to name the top five most famous beaches in the world, two names near the top of the list would be Copacabana and Ipanema. Justifiably so. After all, Copacabana is credited as being the birthplace of the bikini and Ipanema, well, who can't at least hum the chorus to the Jobim/Morais masterpiece, "The Girl From Ipanema" that single-handedly put Bossa Nova on the world map of musical genres? What's really amazing is that both of these beaches are in the same city! Indeed, this could only occur in the hedonistic beach culture of Rio de Janeiro.
With an estimated population near ten million people, Rio has most of the things that go along with a city of that size anywhere in in the world, i.e. traffic, etc. However, two things that really set Rio apart from any other urban metropolis are it's stunning geographic beauty and the "Cariocas" (Residents of Rio) belief that leisure time at the beach is a birthright. Wanting to illustrate this uniqueness I headed down to Arpoador, which is the rocky outcropping that separates Ipanema and Copacabana. This turned out to be a good choice because not only did it afford me this beautiful view looking all the way down Ipanema Beach to it's spectacular mountainous end, it also had plenty of locals engaging in their favorite seaside activities. Whether it was working out to maintain their "body beautiful", surfing or in the case of these four men, fishing right off the rocks into the ocean. Facing West in the late afternoon gave me the opportunity to silhouette the men, thus turning them into the representative "everyman" and the perfect composition to illustrate the lifestyle of this unique mega-city.

Eyes

Do you ever feel like your being watched? That is the feeling I wanted to capture with this image.
I spent the afternoon wandering around and making photographs at the Swayambunath Pagoda, also known affectionately as The Monkey Temple due to it's most populace residents. I came around a corner and noticed this group of young monks perched on a concrete platform three steps above me. I was drawn immediately to the composition of the "all seeing eyes" of Buddha watching over the group of young devotees as they engaged, as boys the world over do, in an intense game of checkers.
As so often happens, the idea of this image screamed out to me well before I actually captured it on film. I had seen this intriguing gaze of Buddha's eyes along with the question mark looking symbol where his nose should be all over Nepal. I learned that the symbol actually represented the "all seeing" third eye of Buddha always watching over us keeping a tally of our karmic record. Not only was this a perfect vantage point to compose this philosophy, but I knew if I could get the monks to notice and look at me, I could really express the feeling of being "watched" with their eyes highlighted in a beautiful shaft of afternoon light along with this philosophical symbol of Nepal.
I inconspicuously set my f-stop and shutter speed for the desired depth and movement, quietly sat on a step and composed the photo knowing the key to the entire image would be timing. Seconds later as a couple of the monks noticed me, they all turned to see what I was up to. Magic!
This photo will always serve as a reminder to me of the Nepalese belief that Buddha and the karmic universe see everything. How is your karma?

Darn Chores!

This little Vietnamese boy's face says it all. Darn Chores!
Living in the Mekong Delta, the people in this southernmost region of Vietnam seem to spend more of their life on or in the water than on dry land. This is no tropical paradise however, in fact, it's one of the poorest regions in Vietnam where the people are all but cut off from the rest of the country by the Nine Dragons, which is how the Vietnamese refer to the nine major rivers that the Mekong splits into before reaching the South China Sea. Obviously, the most readily available source of protein in this region is fish, which is where this boys daily chore comes in. What initially appears to be every little boy's dream of playing in the mud, upon closer inspection shows that, he is in fact collecting the daily catch along the banks of the river. Due to the delta's proximity to the sea, the river actually experiences the ebb and flow tides of the ocean. Generations of Delta living have taught the local families to use this natural phenomenon to their advantage. By lining nets along the banks of the river, which are under water during hide tide, fish are caught by getting stranded in the nets as the water recedes. The obvious disadvantages of this technique are that there is a certain amount of luck involved as well as the fact that someone has the rather messy task of going waist deep into the mud to collect the bounty.
On a personal note, I promise to never again complain about having to empty the dishwasher or take out the trash!

Angkor Wat at "Golden Hour"

As the largest religious structure ever built and proprietor of some of the world’s most magnificent stone carvings, Angkor Wat is considered by many to be one of the greatest architectural achievements in human history. Divided into the three main levels of the Hindu cosmos, it features an 800 meter long gallery of magnificent bas-reliefs depicting epic stories from Hindu mythology, four stone block swimming pools and five central towers. These towers depict the peaks of Mount Meru, home of the gods and the center of the Hindu universe. At over 180 feet high, they can not only be seen from the town of Siem Reap six kilometers away, they can also be seen all over the country as the main symbol on the Cambodian flag.
The Wat is the crowning achievement of the Khmer civilization which, in it’s prime, ruled over most of Southeast Asia. It was commissioned by and built for the god-king, Suryavarman II who was worshipped as an incarnation of the protector god Vishnu. The only temple in the Khmer empire facing West into the setting sun, a symbol of death in Hinduism, it is an accepted belief that it was built as a mausoleum for Suryavarman II. The fact that it took 50,000 artist and laborers nearly 40 years to complete is a testament to the Khmers power, wealth and devotion.
To make this photograph showing all five towers, I walked off of the main causeway and joined the cattle that still graze in the fields contained within Angkor’s vast complex. Taken just before sunset, it illustrates why we photographers refer to this time of day as “golden hour”. Taken at any other time of the day, the wat wouldn’t have this beautiful golden color (a reflection of the sunset behind me), but rather it’s natural stone-grey color.

Last Light

I had spent the afternoon exploring the Khumbu Glacier, which serves as the base camp for Everest summit expeditions, when I realized I had better start heading back to my own base camp before I was stuck on a living glacier in the dark. I was walking along the moraine of the glacier when, about 30 minutes after the sun had already set, I looked back for one more view of the world's highest peak. This is what I saw. All of Everest's neighbors, some top five peaks in their own right, were already in the shadows while the golden light of the sun was still beaming off of Everest's Southwestern face. A beautiful image as well as proof that Everest really is the top of the world.