Cold Truth of Finland

Cold Truth of Finland

Sunset in Sri Lanka

Sunset in Sri Lanka

Terraces at Yunan - China

Terraces at Yunan - China

Scene from a train station in Brussels, Belgium. This was truly a ‘caught’ moment, un-staged. I call it ‘Reflection’ because not only do we see someone in pain, in a moment of reflection, the effect of being shot through a window, and the resulting reflection, gives an almost ghost-like quality to the man, with the tracks suggesting something about his journey. In that regard, it has a powerful, almost conceptual quality. - national geographic

Scene from a train station in Brussels, Belgium. This was truly a ‘caught’ moment, un-staged. I call it ‘Reflection’ because not only do we see someone in pain, in a moment of reflection, the effect of being shot through a window, and the resulting reflection, gives an almost ghost-like quality to the man, with the tracks suggesting something about his journey. In that regard, it has a powerful, almost conceptual quality. - national geographic

your dreams are calling you

your dreams are calling you

“What we are doing to the forests of the world is but a mirror reflection of what we are doing to ourselves and to one another.” ― Mahatma Gandhi

“What we are doing to the forests of the world is but a mirror reflection of what we are doing to ourselves and to one another.” 
― Mahatma Gandhi

“The pyramid shape is said to hold many secrets and amazing properties. One of them is a sense of wonder.” ― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

“The pyramid shape is said to hold many secrets and amazing properties. One of them is a sense of wonder.” 
― Vera NazarianThe Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

The only truly universal language is a smile

The only truly universal language is a smile

We often forget that beneath the venerated exterior and saffron robes lies a normal person just like us.

We often forget that beneath the venerated exterior and saffron robes lies a normal person just like us.

at the ends of those gates….

at the ends of those gates….