I was in New York City for a month in February 2011. Here are a few of my favorite landscape photos from around the Big Apple. More favorites to be added at a later date.
This image, “Hands,” just won an Honorable Mention in Professional Women Photographers’ CONTRASTS call for entry. The image was taken in Lira, Uganda at the city dump site. The boys whose hands are in the image are street kids – kids that have been abandoned by family, or kids that have run away from abusive [...]
In my attempt to travel light, I forgot to pack my tripod. So, night shots are pretty challenging for me right now. And “Challenge” was the word of the day.
Yesterday was one adventurous day! I went down to check out 3rd Ward (www.3rdward.com) in the Bushwick neighborhood of Brooklyn. I walked around afterwards and visited some artists shops (the loom) and then went to this art show called “Sequence of Waves”, at an old convent turned art studios. This place was amazing! I would [...]
Today’s words for NYC Vicariously are JOY and COLD. There is a lot of snow in NYC – so that was fairly straightforward to capture. But JOY was a bit more challenging. I think I was successful at capturing a few moments of it though! Take a look!
Last Thursday I went to a mobile HIV testing clinic. Part of my job here at Samaritan’s Purse is HIV program planning, some data analysis, and photographing impact stories from our HIV programs. Samaritan’s Purse (SP) hosts mobile HIV testing events, and the Uganda Ministry of Health (MoH) provides the staff that administers the tests [...]
These boys have no other way of life. They sleep on the main streets under shop verandas at night, and by day they collect trash, make something useful from it, and resell it to get money for food or whatever other things a homeless teenage boy spends his money on. My friend told me that [...]
Driving down the bumpy pot-hole dirt road that leads to Moroto, I can’t help but notice the beautiful scenery of strange stone hills jutting out from the earth, trees with flat tops, wonderful birds, and sun flowers. Upon arriving in Moroto and passing over the one lane bridges, it comes as a shock to me [...]