Would you like a black and bright? - Los Angeles Travel Photographer

For anyone that knows me to certain extent, I'm not someone that's bound by limitations; or I'd still be in a field of biology, financial industry or even back in a country that I was born in (the video in my About Jean page might explain a little).  I love the freedom that the choices of life has offered to dabble.  

Arequipa was a town in Peru that we made an effort to visit and, despite the altitude sickness, the colonial center of the city did not disappoint.  On the day most people squeeze in tasting cuy (guinea pig), shopping alpaca products and visiting historical monuments, we found our candy store at Santa Catalina Monastery.  To be exact, we spent 6 hours in this city-in-a-city and came out feeling exhilarated.

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The light, colors, shapes and shadows are playing in countless combination at any given location/moment.  The crazy version of moi was having so much fun and went beyond the usually colorful representation of this group of amazing Mudéjar style architecture.  

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It's boring to be defined by labels.  And life's too short to not taste the many flavors in this world.  If you ask me what kind of photography I make?  I'd say, maybe, black and bright (reserving the right to change at a future date).

What do you think?  Don't rush to answer, take a gander around first (travel photography from many countries including Peru, portrait photography, including fine art nude, or blog). :-)

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Happy Valentine's Day - Los Angeles Travel Photographer

The northwestern Iceland has always been noted for its horsemanship.  But having a herd of Icelandic horses waking up to the first ray of daylight right out of our bedroom sliding door was more than what I could ask for.  In Hvammstangi, I got to meet some characters, including these two.  What do you think they were talking about?  

Maybe, something like this:

"Do you like the flowers?"
"Yes, they are delicious."

Haha, this Valentine's Day, don't make him/her mad, make him madly in love! :-)

Leave your caption below in the Facebook comment box.  The best answer will be rewarded with something of these two horses. :-)
 

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Icelandic Sheep are Odd People - Los Angeles Travel Photographer

The journey to the highlands in Iceland proved to be a long one.  Not (solely) because the road was difficult to travel on.  Not because the weather was unlike the balmy one we've been used to in Southern California.  As most situations in life, we can't blame anyone but ourselves.  Look, we are two hopelessly distractible people.  Remember, "Not All Who Wander are Lost"? 

After saying goodbye (or rather "hello to Obama"?) to the sheep farmer, we moved on, not exactly sure what was going to happen next.  Approaching a single lane bridge ("Einbreið brú" in Icelandic), we experienced our first traffic congestion in Iceland, caused by sheep, thousands and thousands of them.  It was there that we met more sheep farmers, in bright orange outfits.

Turned out, it was the season for these sheep to go home.  There they are, coming down in fluffs and then filing into a white string of pearls descending along the edge of the glacier lake Hvítárvatn.  For some reason, this image reminds me of a scene from less than a year earlier, on our way to the Antarctica.  A herd of people, one following another, moving by the cold blue water...      

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While I was busy asking questions like "so, are these all Icelandic sheep", I secretly wished that this would never end and my camera could continue meeting one more herd after the last one.  I did also learn that these sheep had spent most of the year wild in the mountains, fending the natural elements with all they've got.  So, it was no surprise that they'd be camera-shy.  I don't blame them, I felt that I had to learn how to cross a street after spending time in Iceland.  But, would someone help me process what I see here?  

Icelandic sheep are odd odd people.    

Question for you: Do you know why Icelandic sheep are going home in September?

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