Travel photography

Multnomah Falls, near Mount Hood in Oregon. The streaks of sunlight, the damp moss, the teeny people on the bridge overwhelmed me.
Multnomah Falls, near Mount Hood in Oregon. The streaks of sunlight, the damp moss, the teeny people on the bridge overwhelmed me.

New places. New insights. A new perspective on life and home and abroad.

Among my myriad assignments at the Post was travel editor. I loved the thought of capturing memories in words. I feared the thought of capturing memories on film. So, I worked three times as hard on learning to take photos of the monuments, people and landscapes as I did on collecting notes and writing travel stories. I worked so hard that I got lost in the photos, more than I ever did in writing.

The experience liberated a part of me that had been jailed by The Art Nun, who told me in first grade that I’d never be an artist because I couldn’t color in the lines. Even more than writing, photography is about the journey.

Check out my best work here

Here’s a sampling:

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Ha Ha Tonka State Park

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 Cycling, especially the Tour de France

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 Maramec Spring Park

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