The moment my feet touched Mississippi soil, I felt the rhythm in the ground. That's not poetic exaggeration—the Delta has a pulse that runs through its red earth, flowing alongside the mighty Mississ...
I never expected to find myself wandering through a pine-scented forest just an hour from the chaos of Manhattan, my camera capturing the golden light filtering through ancient trees. Yet here I was i...
Growing up in Baltimore, I never fully appreciated the maritime treasure trove that was literally in my backyard. It wasn't until I started traveling internationally to document traditional crafts tha...
Ever found yourself clutching the edge of your seat as a local bus driver navigates hairpin turns along Madeira's cliffside roads, only to later reminisce about the spacious, straight boulevards of Ph...
When I told my Filipino mom I was heading to Ndola, Zambia, her first question was, 'Anak, where exactly is that on the map?' Fair question. Tucked in Zambia's industrial Copperbelt Province, Ndola is...
As I stood on the uneven cobblestones of Alfama, watching an elderly Portuguese woman hang laundry from her window while singing fado melodies under her breath, I realized something profound: Lisbon d...