Hello! I’m not a photographer; I sometimes accept photography jobs and sometimes show my work in unimportant galleries. I don’t really do anything for a living. I travel and do odd jobs. It depends on the city I’m in.

I also wish I updated this more… but, you know, life. I have many travel stories written down in journals and ink. I guess I can’t bring myself to open a laptop and type and share. I know that my words don’t give my experiences justice. I’m not a writer.

For example (quoting my journal): This happened to me this weekend, in Medellin:

I got shot at and the idiot missed and now my left ear is bugging me. It’s really an inconvenience when you’re sort of innocent and some guy tries to shoot you and, as a result, you can’t listen to surround-sound music properly.