Charleston article and photos published on the November issue


A walk at my favorite lake

I took long walks during this entire insanity snow weather. I went to my favorite place, my refuge…went to the lake.

Took photos and enjoyed the silence.


Last day in France…

This is it. Vacation coming to the end. What a great time! What a relaxing time! What a recuperating time! What a great shooting time! How nice to have the kids all the time with me!

-Visited Dordogne for a week

-Ride in ULM

-Shooting the Tour de France

-Milongas, milongas, milongas

-Nantes, Rennes, Fougeres, Vannes, Saint-Malo, Dinard


-Boat rides with my dad


And to send me off I had the privilege and the pleasure to see Dolphins…

I am ready to come home to my friends. Ready to come home simply.

Sarlat, Perigord

Sarlat, is the capital of the Perigord and it is located in the heart of a forest. It is a town on the Valley of the Dordogne river.

Sarlat is a very high architectural quality. It is a very medieval town and has a lot of very large, and little sunny squares, It is very lively on market days.
Since 1928, the cinema producers have found this authentic surroundings good for historical movies.

Sarlat is a very  charming medieval city with some Occitan overtones.

It was absolutely picturesque.



“The Ugly Truth of Depression” Documentary finished

The documentary “The Ugly Truth of Depression” is finished.

I can not thank enough the couple that let me document their lives.

I hope this documentary brings awareness to men that have depression, and courage to woman that lives with men affected by depression.

Controversy over the photo published by NY Post, taken by Ubbasi of Ki-Suck Han

I am having this discussion with other US photographers but would be interested in all opinion. As my blog followers and blog readers you are a good mix of foreign and Americans and I would like for you to take the time to answer this question: The photograph taken by staff photographer Ubbasi of the NY Post of Ki-Suck Han about to be hit by a subway train that was featured on the front page of newspaper, should the photojournalist helped or was he right to photograph?
My opinion:
I think everybody will focus on the photographer versus the rest of the people who did not do anything. At at least he tried something. He will be a very easy target to blame when in truth, he did what he does best: he recorded the fact that so many people on the platform ignore the scene. Did he convey the message? Isn’t his job with one photo to maybe be able to change the world, or to bring awareness to the problem?
I am sure I am going to get some heat here…but I am interested to see and hear your opinion..: So let me ask a question to all: What is the difference between what the photographer did here and the one in the middle east following the killings there. The photographer know he is there to photograph the killing, yet he will not try to stop it. Why isn’t that the same to people in the US? Is it because you rarely get to see the photos as a citizen, unless you subscribe to a photojournalist magazine or read military magazine. Why do most foreign people go get their news to BBC or foreign magazine? Isn’t it because we get to see it as it is in foreign countries? I was shock to hear “why would the paper run the photos?” Isn’t that the job of the newspaper in the first place? I think actually this is a very cultural discussion. The bomb in the “allee des Roses” years ago in Paris had some shocking photos of a photojournalist shooting there…nobody asked why didn’t he help…I am sure he would of saved many lives…Just interesting to see everybody point of view on the matter.

Here is the photo I am referring to :

I look forward to hear from you!

New Challenges

As I am writing this post I thought of titleing it “Discourage” but my positive attitude took over.

My son Jason and I are training for another triathlon and we have decided we needed to be better swimmers after our first triathlon. We both placed very well in our age range and we want to place better. For that we need to work our weakness: Swimming!

Well, Jason joined the Jordan high school swim team and has made remarkable progress and I have been training at the pool also.

Tonight was an humbling experience, Jason said to really get into a olympic triathlon, I needed to learn “freestyle”.

We went to my pool at Homestead tonight and he taught me breathing, and the freestyle stoke.

I warmed up and was feeling great. I have been swimming for the past month and half and have been building endurance.

After my 100 meters warm-up , we started by taking a board and kicking the feet for another 100 meters..that was tough in itself. It was hard to stay really straight.

Then the freestyle stoke killed me, really! I was barely able to take a breath every two strokes! I stopped twice in 50 meters, I swallow more water than I ever wanted!

After a 45 minutes workout , I was discouradge and thought I was crazy to want to take on this challenge! I actually told myself I was maybe too old for that…

Jason told me I needed to practice the same thing for the next three weeks…Don’t even want to think about doing this again tomorrow and yet I am sure you will found me at 5h30am at the Homestead Pool.

Those photos are photos of Jason at the first swim meet 2 weeks ago.


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Presqu’ile de la Caravelle, Martinique

The presqu’ile of la Caravelle in Martinique is located on the Atlantic side. It is beautiful with all the beaches and the natural mangrove swamps.

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Flowers from the garden of the Chateau de Chenonceau

The gardens were so beautifuls. I actually enjoyed shooting those flowers. This is not usually the style of photography that I do but I just could not resist.

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The Pumpkin patch in Cary, North Carolina.

Every year we end up at the pumpkin patch ” Green Acres” in Cary.

The girls try to “win” the maze game against Jason. Every year, Jason wins!

Every year the girls milk the fake cow and still have the discust on their faces.

Every year I make a photo of my three children on the hayride for my Christmas photo.

This year I even played corn hole toss!

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