I’m the luckiest man in the world. I mean it.

I headed down to Santa Monica beach early this morning, and snagged this shot at the beginning of the eclipse.

“Lobster” (as he likes to be called) shows up on Half Moon Bay beach every morning to set up shop. 

I had a blast photographing last night. What an incredible turn out to benefit victims of the Sonoma fires. 

Some photos I took on assignment of the Northern CA fires damage.

Sometimes one of the perks of the job involves riding a horse through the vineyards and photographing spectacular sunsets.

I am sitting in my hotel room in Ashland Oregon as the rest of my photos load and still trying to grasp the full extent of the eclipse I witnessed this morning in Willamette Valley Oregon.

While walking around Guidecca, I stumbled upon a funeral down one of the canals.

Being in The Dolomites, in Northern Italy, over the past few days has reminded me of where it all began

Traveling for me is a way to explore and appreciate the differences in culture, people, and places.

It should have been a tear down but they decided instead to rebuild and renovate it from the ground up.

We usually go camping once a year but it's now been almost two years.

Today I had the good fortune to experience what it's like to cycle on water.

The Bocciofila Championship is held at Campo Fina restaurant in Healdsburg, CA and is the Italian cousin of French Boules.

I've been fortunate to participate in some interesting scenarios during my life.

Fishing was a way for me to engage with nature without having to rely on others for a good time.

It was a last minute decision to visit Martha's Vineyard. To be honest I wasn't too keen on the idea,

Casco Viejo (or Old Quarter in english) is a historic neighborhood of Panama city that you would have avoided twenty years ago. It was over run by gangs, with a violent past, and there wasn't much reason to go there.