A couple at Naadam celebrations in the Dalanzadgad stadium.
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A couple at Naadam celebrations in the Dalanzadgad stadium.
On the busy streets of Mongolia.
A small health clinic in the south of New Delhi, doctors and community health workers are tackling the tuberculosis crisis in their midst. This one location manages the care of almost 100 TB patients, including drug-resistant forms of the disease — difficult, expensive and often deadly.
A late night train near the Eiffel Tower, from my brief visit to Paris in December.
Don’t look back with regret. Digging through my 2008 archives, I found this quick shot from a speeding tram, on my way to Charles Bridge.
25 stories above Denver, looking out from my hotel window (which actually opens).
In an empty and decaying train station, just before the rain, visions of journeys past.
From a trip to my old neighborhood.
From a night of rain, food, and a mad dash around the city to capture as many good shots as possible during a short layover, the streaks and beams of the Eiffel Tower from atop the Pont de Bir-Hakeim.
Empty streets. Quiet but for the grinding rumble of snowplow blades scraping the pavement. Fresh snow underfoot. More than two feet between Friday and Saturday. A city paralyzed. And beauty all around.
A quick shot in the afternoon rain on Rue Saint-Denis.
The bridge and colonnaded viaduct Pont de Bir-Hakeim, with a southbound 6 train.
Few things have inspired me like Charles Marville’s photographs of Paris. And so when I woke up this morning, after a surprise daylong layover in the city, and saw this balloon floating beyond the Ecole Militaire, I thought of Marville’s amazing archive of a city in flux.
This trip’s look at the Victoria & Albert Waterfront ferris wheel.
What does a car wash have to do with TB vaccines? Effective, genuine community engagement is key to the success of any clinical trial. And that is certainly true for TB vaccines, where we work with some surprising stakeholders to make progress.
Heading back into the subway after an early morning shoot. This shot was taken just shortly after my wet plate-style shot of Pont Neuf.
Early evening at the station in Nimes.
My favourite museum in the world. A single shot, just off center, tweaked to a kaleidoscopic perspective. This would be a fun print.
Just after sunrise, just after the rain ended. Looking at Isle de la Cite from Pont des Arts. Trying to channel Charles Marville, but fortunately not lugging around an actual wet plate setup.
An entire day of walking requires at least some of an afternoon of sitting.
Walking near the Place de la Comedie, the center of the action in Montpellier, on a beautiful September afternoon.
In the main plaza of Dalanzadgad’s stadium, kids run and play and celebrate Naadam, the annual summertime festival of three traditional games: Mongolian wrestling, horse racing and archery.
One of the several work crews detailing a lakeside building in the massive Summer Palace in Beijing.
On location in New York City’s Chinatown, shooting with the TB Unmasked team. Great sights and sounds and a fantastic lunch just steps from where this was taken.
At the Rosedale subway station, an empty, salt-covered platform just before midnight in March.
A gorgeous vintage Citroen on the streets of the Jordaan area of Amsterdam.
An almost-empty alley in Beijing’s 798 Art Zone (Dashanzi Art District).
An elderly couple out for a stroll, headed uphill just one block from the sea.
The ever-changing, fascinating facade of the streets of Lima. Shot from the window of a bus on the way to a hospital.
Quietness amidst the chaos of the endless traffic jams of Lima.
Against the wall of the church by the sea, men gather in the fading light of dusk to laugh and joke and strike a pose.
The deserted streets of Dalanzadgad. Most of the desert town’s residents were in the nearby stadium celebrating Naadam.
One of the many vendors in Beijing’s Summer Palace, selling art with traditional Chinese characters. Calendars, posters, maps, portraits, idioms — all created while you wait.
A stroll along the nearly-deserted streets of the village of Isona.
Out the window of the car near Jurong, China.
A late-night laundry, overseen by a stuffed parrot.
After a day of hunting mushrooms and eating, a walk around the tiny town of Isona.
At a small store beside the lake of Beijing’s Summer Palace, a couple of opposites.
As the remaining minutes of the afternoon were overtaken by a clear night sky in Beijing, the swirling mass of people buying tickets never stopped. Hundreds, thousands streaming by. Except for one man on his phone.
In an economically disadvantaged neighbourhood of New Delhi, a film crew draws an interested crowd.
On guard at the water’s edge of Beijing’s Summer Palace.
Skateboards, bikes and cars in Chinatown.
On the edge of South Delhi, a highway overpass carries a honking, roaring mass of traffic above our lunch location.
Looking in the window of a New York City hair salon.
On location in New York City’s Chinatown.
Looking for spare coins in the afternoon sun on a New Delhi bridge.
While filming in the Tehkhand region of southwest Delhi, a scene from an alley — just a few feet from where I took Back Breaking.
A man on his phone.
At a central intersection in Ulaanbaatar.
In the Jaitpoor neighbourhood of south Delhi, a gate and wall to a family’s compound.
In an empty lot near the house of a TB health worker we visited, men gather to play cards and draw an excited crowd.
Amidst the crowds and jockeying for fares outside the Lotus Temple, a rickshaw driver pauses for a photo.
On the streets of Ulaanbaatar.
Returning to the Jasola area after a long day of shooting in the Jaitpoor neighbourhood, the taxi is crossing under the highway that rings New Delhi.
In the heat. In the sun. In the rain. They’re pedaling. Like so many I’ve seen this week, their jobs seem brutal. With fares determined by both subjective (how hard they tried to deliver their customers) and objective (distance) metrics, it’s not an easy life. Yet they’re crucial to transporting this city’s people. This is one of the drivers from our shoot this morning.
Amidst oppressive heat and poverty, some amazing stories of heroic work by healthcare workers in the Jaitpur area of Delhi. While the film team was doing their thing, I watched this labourer haul huge sacks of rice to a shop across from a patient’s house.
As we were filming in a nearby health clinic, this woman stood by just watching. Our crew attracted quite a crowd, but she stood back. In the noise and chaos, attention and trouble that a film team brings to an extremely poor slum area of southwest Delhi, something about her look was very different. I asked for her photo and she just nodded.
From the overpass at the Jasola Metro station, on the walk back to my hotel.
For sale in an underpass tunnels on Peace Avenue in Ulaanbaatar. Taken just a few feet from Tunnel Steps.