As a kid I loved to play with my Dad’s Canon Ae-1 and pretend that I was a National Geographic photographer. I would wait several seconds, minutes even, laying belly down in the grass hoping some big predator would suddenly appear in the suburbs of Boston. The lions never came and photography was a hobby.
That all changed when I was 18 and saw the documentary film Baraka for the first time. I experienced how visual storytelling can so elegantly capture the beautiful complexity of the world. Since then, I have never settled until the pieces of the puzzle are in place and the story has been told.