I was just digging through my old emails this evening, and found these images.

They made me very nostalgic. In one swoop I saw the passing of my life, and also the extreme privilege I’ve had of visiting some very special places, often more than once over the past decade. I am spoilt for sure, no doubt.

But these images also left me with a logging. I don’t just go to photograph places for the sake of making good photos. I go because I fall in love with the places. The photos are almost secondary, and right now, I’m thinking ‘when will I ever be back in my beloved Bolivia again?’.

Sorry for the bluntness, but: screw social media. Screw facebook likes. Screw Youtube channels and stars full of vacuous content. Why would you want to spend your valuable free time watching someone else tell you what they’ve experienced when you could be out there experiencing it for yourself?

Give me real life experiences any day. Let us all go out there and experience. Let us all have the joy of being out there.

I hope the virus is over soon.