Cofan Dureno

I've been working on a story for the past two months in the Ecuadorian Amazon surrounding the ongoing issues with oil in the region. During my time I've lived in various indigenous communities, on ranches with campasinos and is seedy boom towns sprung throughout the jungle. As I'm beginning to edit through my story, I'm realizing there are many images I took during my time here that won't be in the story and might never see the light of day if i didn't post them on my blog. I am going to make a series of posts with outtakes, images I took when not documenting my subjects, from my time in the various places I have lived. Here Is a series of daily life images from Cofan Dureno a community along the Augo Rico river.

Lobitos with a Lomo

I had 2 weeks...

2 rolls of fugi, a lomograph and my surfboard.

I headed north...in search of the famous long left point-breaks

'the land was barren...the sea was rich'

self-portraits from paradise

lobitos, peru

...and before the flight...a few more

downtown lima.

...and my amiga dani's house

...and the view I woke up to everyday while living in lima

♥Peru

Climbing in Tahoe

I was able to catch a few nice days late in the season up in Tahoe. Chilled out with my good buddy and AMGA certified climbing guide Jeremy. "Climb rocks...don't smoke them."

SF Celebrates After Giants Win World Series

Monday Nov.1,2010, the San Francisco Giants won the world series for the first time since the franchise relocated to the Bay Area in 1958. It was a magical moment for San Francisco. Some of my fondest childhood memories are from going to games with my father and grandfather. It was amazing to see all the torture come to an end. It brought pure joy to so many people. The streets of the city were filled an energy unlike ever before. As the evening and things escalated, the scene changed and some damage started getting done. This is my neighborhood your seeing in these photos. Right where I have been living the past few years in the mission district.

...and then came fire

Later in the evening I found out the van broken into and covered with graffiti belonged to the couple who owns the corner market. The are so lovely and have invested everything into immigrating and running their small store. When I was buying a beer last night, he was really shaken up and we spoke about the damage. As I was leaving he said, "Fuck America." It was too bad the shit couldn't have happened to better people.

go giants!