
I’m pretty sure I hit the 5 food groups.

I’m pretty sure I hit the 5 food groups.

I’ll be in Tajikistan for the next month traveling this same road.. hit me on email, but I probably won’t respond for at least a few days. Thanks!

I recently came across a beautiful little book – Notes on the Cinematographer, by Robert Bresson. It reads like a series of journal entries, unscripted, posing questions, circling philosophical themes, reflections on art and seeing. Open it up at any page and you are transported. Jean-Luc Godard said of Bresson, he is ” the French cinema, as Dostoyevsky is the Russian novel, and Mozart is German Music.”

My brother and family just opened up ARC Healing Center, a medical marijuana coop in San Jose, California. It’s proving to be a tricky start up, but really fascinating industry to participate in. The change in language alone is quite something – medicine, edibles, tinctures concentrates, clones, patients, members, dispensary, cooperative, collective, advocate, operator. Strains like Grand Daddy Purple, Hindu Skunk, Mendo Kush, Green Crack. There is also a bit of the black market lingering here and there, real temptations with real consequences. “Cloak and dagger shit” my dad likes to say.

I’m back from Kazakhstan after teaching a workshop with girlfriend and fellow photographer Carolyn Drake. After our stint in Almaty and Uralsk, we hit the road for a few weeks of traveling. No real project behind the trip, just for the joy of experiencing a new place..








Weathered.
Caught in a blizzard at Naizatash Pass (4,137 meters) between Murgab and Jelandy, Tajikistan. The road disappeared. No cars. No houses. Dilshod, my driver, kept wiping the sweat off his hands. I took this vid out of nervousness more than anything else..