TRAVEL

THERE’S ALWAYS A MOMENT - RIGHT BEFORE I LAND, WHERE I FEEL A DIZZYING ARRAY OF EMOTIONS... I START TO MOLT AND SHED OLD ASSUMPTIONS ABOUT THE WORLD, EMBRACING THE NEW VERSION OF MYSELF EMERGING AS THE PLANE’S WHEELS MEET THE TARMAC… I HOLD MY BREATH AND GRATEFULLY ACKNOWLEDGE THAT I’VE OFFICIALLY “ARRIVED”.

FATIGUE BECOMES A PSYCHEDELIC WHEN LACED WITH THE CONSTANT TIME ZONE CHANGES. BUT ALAS, I’M OVER THE WALL, JUST AS THE SUN BEGINS TO SET - A PICTURE WORTH SAVORING AND THE NIGHT GREETS YOU IN AN ENTICING GLOW OF INTOXICATING AMBIANCE.

MY FAVORITE PART ABOUT TRAVEL IS EXPLORING NEW GROUND. VENTURING TO FOREIGN CORNERS; UNCOVERING ROUTES THAT LEAD TO UNEXPECTED ADVENTURES - INEVITABLY ENDING WITH ME TRYING TO CHASE THE SUN.

I ALWAYS FEEL SOMETHING SO FAMILIAR, YET, UNRECOGNIZABLE INSIDE ME WHEN I’M LOOKING AT SEAGULLS THAT I MET IN LA-THAT ARE NOW IN HELLNAR, ICELAND…

THESE MOMENTS ALWAYS MAKES ME FEEL MORE ALIVE THAN EVER...

THESE SNAPS ARE MY ATTEMPT TO CAPTURE THE MOMENTS I'VE WITNESSED MYSELF FEELING “MOST ALIVE”.