Matt Feldman Photography
On the front lines of tuberculosis, healthcare workers have varying degrees of personal protective equipment. Around the world, N95 respirators (masks) are becoming more common amongst staff, but still not nearly ubiquitous.
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.
Tycho live at New York’s Terminal 5, on his Awake tour.
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.
On the eve of new Stars shows, a look back at their previous tour. I can count on one hand the artists who can hold my attention for…
Out the window of the car near Jurong, China.
At a small store beside the lake of Beijing’s Summer Palace, a couple of opposites.
A girl walks along the tracks in Beijing’s 798 Art Zone – an entire district of former factories and industrial spaces now used for galleries and cafes.
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…
One of a constant stream of fully-packed trains departing New Delhi.
In an economically disadvantaged neighbourhood of New Delhi, a film crew draws an interested crowd.
Crossing from Ulaanbaatar’s main platform to a second set of tracks as a huge train approaches departure time.
Looking in the window of a New York City hair salon.
Looking for spare coins in the afternoon sun on a New Delhi bridge.
At a central intersection in Ulaanbaatar.
During a visit to a dairy farm in the Tov province of Mongolia, northwest of Ulaanbataar.
At one of the cafes in Terminal D, looking across to Terminal F.
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.
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…
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.
At an intersection in central Ulaanbaatar, on the way to a hospital for an interview.
City traffic.
Ever-present construction in Mongolia. The joke is similar to Canada’s: there are two seasons here — winter and construction.
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