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From the Archive:A boy and his eclectically handmade soccer-ballNear Bungoma, KenyaJune 2012
Returning to Africa
Natty and I are headed to the Democratic Republic of Congo tomorrow morning. I’ll be on assignment with aoneeight, exploring what the reality, the challenge, the joy and the sacrifice is to support a school and orphanage in the DRC. Natalie will be teaching english as well as preforming dental screenings on the kids and staff at the orphanage/school we are working with.
We are muy excited and we are hoping that we can post images to Instagram from the field. If not, we will see you in a couple weeks.
Thank you all for your support, especially those who gave and keep us in their thoughts while we are away. 

From the Archive:
A boy and his eclectically handmade soccer-ball
Near Bungoma, Kenya
June 2012

Returning to Africa

Natty and I are headed to the Democratic Republic of Congo tomorrow morning. I’ll be on assignment with aoneeight, exploring what the reality, the challenge, the joy and the sacrifice is to support a school and orphanage in the DRC. Natalie will be teaching english as well as preforming dental screenings on the kids and staff at the orphanage/school we are working with.

We are muy excited and we are hoping that we can post images to Instagram from the field. If not, we will see you in a couple weeks.

Thank you all for your support, especially those who gave and keep us in their thoughts while we are away. 

All That I Have MetA series that salutes the people who have deposited themselves in me, because we are a collection of everyone we encounter. The series will highlight a range from close friends and family to strangers and roadside encounters.

"And drunk delight of battle with my peers,Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy.I am a part of all that I have met;Yet all experience is an arch wherethro’Gleams that untravell’d world whose margin fadesFor ever and forever when I move.”     Excerpt from Ulysses by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Maximus. My Nephew. A boy who reminds me that I am still a boy, despite my yearly fretting. He reminds me that the characteristics of a child are not necessarily childish. Watching Max grow has unceasingly pushed me to be brave, to be curious, and to not fear boarding that imaginary space-rocket blasting off into the cosmic-unknown. 

All That I Have Met

A series that salutes the people who have deposited themselves in me, because we are a collection of everyone we encounter. The series will highlight a range from close friends and family to strangers and roadside encounters.

"And drunk delight of battle with my peers,
Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy.
I am a part of all that I have met;
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro’
Gleams that untravell’d world whose margin fades
For ever and forever when I move.”
     Excerpt from Ulysses by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Maximus. My Nephew. A boy who reminds me that I am still a boy, despite my yearly fretting. He reminds me that the characteristics of a child are not necessarily childish. Watching Max grow has unceasingly pushed me to be brave, to be curious, and to not fear boarding that imaginary space-rocket blasting off into the cosmic-unknown. 

Eastern MarketWashington, D.C.4/5/2014 - 1:22 PM

Eastern Market
Washington, D.C.
4/5/2014 - 1:22 PM

Jerry + Janelle

My sister-in-law (Natty’s sister) and brother in-law celebrate their 1 year marriage anniversary today. I’ve put up a more candid edit of their engagement shoot from 2013, including quiet moments and quirky frames - basically my favorites. 

Congrats Ronquillo’s and we love y’all!

Alan in the YMCA alleyway at 17th NW and St. Matthews CT NW. 
The late afternoon lighting was impeccable, natural and with reflective streaks all over the place. 

Alan in the YMCA alleyway at 17th NW and St. Matthews CT NW. 

The late afternoon lighting was impeccable, natural and with reflective streaks all over the place. 

All That I Have MetA series that salutes the people who have deposited themselves in me, because we are a collection of everyone we encounter. The series will highlight a range from close friends and family to strangers and roadside encounters.    


"And drunk delight of battle with my peers,Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy.I am a part of all that I have met;Yet all experience is an arch wherethro’Gleams that untravell’d world whose margin fadesFor ever and forever when I move.”     Excerpt from Ulysses by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Dad. 

Someone who has had the most influence in my life. He has spent countless days with me, more than just about anyone else. We also look alike. My dad has taught me how to be quirky, street-smart, a lover of time-travel, black holes, and how to make something of ourselves by overcoming challenges. He gave us opportunities thru his sacrifices and consistently supports us.

 
Side story: This image features my dad holding an antique porcelain sailboat lamp and an antique Polaroid picture. Last year he bought the pictured lamp in New Braunfels, Texas because it reminded him of the one he had as a kid growing up in east Texas. The lamp was sold during one of his childhood moves. 
When my dad returned from the antique store, lamp in hand, he dug through old photos and excavated a Polaroid of him from the early 60’s standing next to his childhood sailboat lamp. The purchased lamp was identical. 
He inspected the purchased lamp with greater diligence and a keener eye. With the lamp flipped over, flashing light in the hollowed interior of porcelain, he found the owner’s name “Rutherford” written with sharpie handwriting. 50 years and 200 miles later the lamp found its home again. 
 
Shot on Medium Format 120 film with a Holga 120N. 
All That I Have Met

A series that salutes the people who have deposited themselves in me, because we are a collection of everyone we encounter. The series will highlight a range from close friends and family to strangers and roadside encounters.
    
"And drunk delight of battle with my peers,
Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy.
I am a part of all that I have met;
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro’
Gleams that untravell’d world whose margin fades
For ever and forever when I move.”
     Excerpt from Ulysses by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Dad. 

Someone who has had the most influence in my life. He has spent countless days with me, more than just about anyone else. We also look alike. My dad has taught me how to be quirky, street-smart, a lover of time-travel, black holes, and how to make something of ourselves by overcoming challenges. He gave us opportunities thru his sacrifices and consistently supports us.
 
Side story: This image features my dad holding an antique porcelain sailboat lamp and an antique Polaroid picture. Last year he bought the pictured lamp in New Braunfels, Texas because it reminded him of the one he had as a kid growing up in east Texas. The lamp was sold during one of his childhood moves.
When my dad returned from the antique store, lamp in hand, he dug through old photos and excavated a Polaroid of him from the early 60’s standing next to his childhood sailboat lamp. The purchased lamp was identical.
He inspected the purchased lamp with greater diligence and a keener eye. With the lamp flipped over, flashing light in the hollowed interior of porcelain, he found the owner’s name “Rutherford” written with sharpie handwriting. 50 years and 200 miles later the lamp found its home again. 
 
Shot on Medium Format 120 film with a Holga 120N. 
Genome: Unlocking Life’s CodeAn Exhibit at the Smithsonian National Museum of Natural History. The model represents the genetic blueprint of the human body. 
The exhibition is a collaboration between the Smithsonian’s National Museum of Natural History (NMNH) and the National Human Genome Research Institute (NHGRI) of the National Institutes of Health.

Genome: Unlocking Life’s Code
An Exhibit at the Smithsonian National Museum of Natural History. The model represents the genetic blueprint of the human body. 

The exhibition is a collaboration between the Smithsonian’s National Museum of Natural History (NMNH) and the National Human Genome Research Institute (NHGRI) of the National Institutes of Health.

Cathedral Double Exposure
As you know, I make lots of images at the National Cathedral. So much so that I get tired of seeing the same images over and over…and over again. Therefore, when the going gets tough, try in-camera multiple exposures, am I right?
The process reminds me of the delightful surprises of film, especially with toy cameras like the Holga or Diana F+.  

Cathedral Double Exposure

As you know, I make lots of images at the National Cathedral. So much so that I get tired of seeing the same images over and over…and over again. Therefore, when the going gets tough, try in-camera multiple exposures, am I right?

The process reminds me of the delightful surprises of film, especially with toy cameras like the Holga or Diana F+.  

In the shadow of the King. 
MLK Memorial, Washington D.C.4.19.14

In the shadow of the King. 

MLK Memorial, Washington D.C.
4.19.14

Through the glass
Looking down 8th Street NW at the National Archives from the interior of the National Portrait Gallery.

Through the glass

Looking down 8th Street NW at the National Archives from the interior of the National Portrait Gallery.

We’re off to Shenandoah National Park…again. Right now.

We’ll leave you with a few shots of sunset light on the tree tops from the last time we visited a few weekends ago.  

Via con dios.
-Jake

From the Archive:

Bobby, his bike and his street
East side of Abilene, Texas
January 14th, 2011

A Mzungu of the Wazungu

(Image at top) A student in uniform at the Ringroad Dayschool in Kisumu, Kenya.

She was posing for me, although I didn’t ask her to. It’s a quite common interaction with students and orphans that regularly meet traveling wazungu from the west, with their fancy cameras. The more wazungu visiting, the more comfortability with me and my camera.

A mzungu (plural: wazungu) is a term used in the African Great Lakes region to refer to people of European descent. Originally the word (or similar words) meant "someone who roams around aimlessly" or "aimless wanderer", apparently because 18th Century European explorers to Africa kept getting lost in the jungles and savannahs. The kiswahili root of the word, “zungu”, means spinning in the same spot, a.k.a. “dizzy”. Today, the word evolved into meaning anyone with white skin. 

(Image at bottom) A older boy surrounded by his younger comrades on the rural hillside near the summit of Mt. Elgon, at the Kenyan-Ugandan border. 

He posed for me in a different way. Not to display his handsomeness, but to intimidate me. He wanted me to know his strength. Most of these children had lost their families in a terrible tribal war in the remote village land on Mt. Elgon. He was strong, indeed. 

Children affected by this violence had emerged from the trees and fields to see us, a head count closer to a hundred than not. We were the first wazungu that most had seen in their entire lives. For me, the interaction was tense and underlit with equal fear and curiosity, on both sides. This moment has stayed with me. 

All That I Have Met
A series that salutes the people who have deposited themselves in me, because we are a collection of everyone we encounter. The series will highlight a range from close friends and family to strangers and roadside encounters. 

"And drunk delight of battle with my peers,Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy.I am a part of all that I have met;Yet all experience is an arch wherethro’Gleams that untravell’d world whose margin fadesFor ever and forever when I move.”     Excerpt from Ulysses by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Pei. Someone who taught me the meaning of endurance…photo wise but she also out-climbed me on a mountain in New Mexico once. She is always out, always shooting, taking on new projects and striving for excellence. She challenges me. 
Pei’s work:www.penelopesloom.com

All That I Have Met

A series that salutes the people who have deposited themselves in me, because we are a collection of everyone we encounter. The series will highlight a range from close friends and family to strangers and roadside encounters. 

"And drunk delight of battle with my peers,
Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy.
I am a part of all that I have met;
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro’
Gleams that untravell’d world whose margin fades
For ever and forever when I move.”
     Excerpt from Ulysses by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Pei. Someone who taught me the meaning of endurance…photo wise but she also out-climbed me on a mountain in New Mexico once. She is always out, always shooting, taking on new projects and striving for excellence. She challenges me. 

Pei’s work:
www.penelopesloom.com

Owl at Dusk5/3/14
A Barred Owl (aka Hoot Owl) found in the woods of Shenandoah National Park on Saturday. I named him Lucian and he may be my spirit animal…
Fun fact about the Barred Owl: the most recognizable call of the Barred Owl sounds like the phrase “Who-cooks-for-you”.

Owl at Dusk
5/3/14

A Barred Owl (aka Hoot Owl) found in the woods of Shenandoah National Park on Saturday. I named him Lucian and he may be my spirit animal…

Fun fact about the Barred Owl: the most recognizable call of the Barred Owl sounds like the phrase “Who-cooks-for-you”.