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08/28/2026

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06/01/2026

I used to think freedom was movement.
I built a life on it, photographing geopolitics, war and conflict.
I survived a mortar that killed two of my friends.
I came home, though I kept running.
For years after, I could not remember the fights I started.
The man who covered the world was gone,
and the man who would walk out had not yet arrived.
The week before my daughter was born, for the first time, in decades, I felt what I had been running from.
The work that followed took years, and is not finished.
My daughter is now the age I was the night I knelt by a pond and felt, for the first time, that I was whole.
Her small shoes by the door, her lunches, the schedules, and carpools.
This life asks more of me than any story ever will, because I can’t disappear.
She did not save me, but loving her made it impossible to keep running.
To stand free in the world without story as disguise, without movement as escape, and to let what’s true be true.
At Beckley, I learned that real freedom is the ability to stay, present.

My dear friend Pete McBride  has recently written a book, Witness to Water, about his two decades of work documenting hi...
03/18/2026

My dear friend Pete McBride has recently written a book, Witness to Water, about his two decades of work documenting his backyard river, the Colorado, to highlight growing western water challenges. The book brings you on a source-to-sea, in-depth journey across multiple expeditions, including over a thousand miles of hiking, the last Colorado River paddle to the sea, and an intimate father-son exploration of the entire watershed from the sky. This heartfelt story takes a personal and vulnerable look at the ups and downs behind the scenes of a story that spans seven states and two countries. He’s grateful to friends , NYT-bestselling writer of A Walk in the Park, and Dr. Len Necefer, founder of (), for their guest essays. Check it out. Info in bio link.
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01/24/2026

Madot Dagbinza joined the Congolese army at sixteen.

She left home without telling her family, boarded a military plane hoping it would take her to Kinshasa to find the father who had abandoned her — and instead landed in the middle of a war zone in eastern Congo.

She trained for years, eventually earning her place in an elite commando unit operating near Virunga National Park. She rarely left the front lines.

When we met her in 2012, she carried a pink photo album into battle — filled with things war usually erases: friendships, special outfits, dolls she kept while deployed, and photographs of her son, Belade, named after her father, an elephant hunter.

When asked about love, fear, and death, she returned to the same sentence:
“This job is my father and my mother.”

Madot later became the bodyguard to Colonel Mamadou Ndala, a national symbol in the fight against militias in eastern Congo. On January 2, 2014, their convoy was ambushed. Mamadou was killed. Madot died alongside him.

01/07/2026

For a long time, I didn’t know how to stand inside love.

Love isn’t proving, it isn’t intensity, it isn’t losing yourself.

Love is grounding. Presence. Care that stays.

Love is a choice you make, again and again.

Sometimes it’s just a trace, left behind to say: this mattered.

❤️‍🔥

12/30/2025

I spent years trying to be enough.

I thought if I saw enough, went far enough, survived enough….

That I’d finally arrive.

But enough isn’t a becoming, it’s being, its presence.

12/20/2025

For a long time, I didn’t know how to stand inside love.

Love is not intensity. It isn’t sacrifice. It isn’t endurance.

Love is grounding. Presence. Care that stays.

Love is a choice you make again and again.

Sometimes it’s just a trace left behind to say: this mattered.

🤍 Prints and Posters available at the SHOP link in bio.

12/15/2025

We’re not Jewish.

But my daughter is learning something bigger than identity.

I spent years photographing the world, and everywhere I’ve gone, I’ve learned the same thing — meaning lives everywhere, if you’re willing to look.

I share this with my daughter everyday before school: The more you learn from people who are different than you, the more you discover how similar we all are.

Hanukkah reminds us that values don’t disappear in dark times — they illuminate them

As Gandhi said: religions are many branches — but the tree is one.

Happy Hanukkah. 🕎

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