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Photo Industry :: Breaking In and Giving Forward

With increasing frequency I find myself receiving emails asking how one goes about "breaking in" to the photo industry. I will admit, I have sent those same emails myself. They are important in their own way, and I will continue to answer them as best I can when I am on the receiving end.

That said, they also raise a red flag in terms of the way we think about what we do as visual artists. There are so many stories out there that need telling, and often times the most important ones are the ones that don't have big advertising budgets. It is so easy as a photographer/videographer/...

Summit For Someone :: Mt. Whitney

At 9:30 AM, on April 27th, our Summit for Someone team topped out on Mt. Whitney via the mountaineer's route.

Along the way we had a heck of a lot of fun, and managed to raise a combined 30K to help get at risk youth out on their own wilderness adventures!!

To learn more about Summit for Someone and Big City Mountaineers, (and doing your own climb or volunteering as a...

Summit For Someone :: Why I climb

"Take us back to sea level!" scream the traitorous, cowardly, jello stick legs that now flap jack in scattered rhythm, attached by pure happenstance it seems to the equally traitorous lungs that, had they not long ago ceased to contain any oxygen, would surely have spilled the most embarrassing of betrayals. The granite tufts and red dirt of a steep mountain path leave little doubt that, despite the inner voice which assures me repeatedly that I have arrived at the gates of hell, I am in fact in Boulder, Colorado.

El Porvenir :: Day V & VI

"During our time in Nicaragua, Forest and I traveled from region to region visiting over twenty villages. Each one had a different story to share.

Some had completed projects, and some were waiting for funding or still constructing their wells....

El Porvenir :: Day III & IV

Canyon's account of our first day visiting the Por Venir water projects:

"Juan’s motorbike sputtered to a near standstill as we bounced up yet another rocky hill. I felt the throttle release and prepared for the downshift that would send the bike lurching forward and nearly topple me backwards once more onto the mercilessly gouged up washboard of a dirt road behind us. 1,500 miles from home, one kilometer to La Ceibita.

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