Monthly Archives: August 2009

Broken Boundaries

Sometimes, you just get lucky with a shot. Such was the case with this photograph, captured weeks ago on the Brooklyn Bridge.

It’s Quiet Under the Surface

Think of it. On the surface there is hunger and fear. Men still exercise unjust laws. They fight, tear one another to pieces. A mere few feet beneath the waves their reign ceases, their evil drowns. Here on the ocean floor is the only independence. Here I am free! Captain Nemo

Remnants of Puerto Rico

“I see,” you said, “We are the sun, we are the moon, we are the streetlight and we are the rain. We are the earth and we are the clouds and we are nothing and we are everything and we are the dark and we are the light. We are each other and all we [...]

Lost in the abandoned skies

Hiking in El Yunque was one of the more amazing hikes I’ve taken in my life. As we got higher, the wind picked up and the air cooler. Soon, we were blanketed on all fronts by bright white, blanketing by in wisps and mist until it would break and reveal the Puerto Rico shoreline 40 [...]