I was staring for some time at my computer screen with an almost maxed out credit card and a warm can of beer. I click to purchase. I'll be there tomorrow. It's cold here and I keep telling myself this isn't about you but I know it is and the places you have pushed me to. This is always where my best work is born. As it coincides, a few days prior I decided to reach out to my friend and photo mentor David Alan Harvey who's also in Mexico working on his book. I previously joined David in Rio de Janeiro and New York for three of his his life-altering student photography workshops and he made it very clear after our last workshop: NO MORE WORKSHOPS... why? Because I don't need them, he told me. Just like I don't need to jump on a plane to come find you. Overwhelmed with the feeling of living this moment for what I want not what I need had flooded over me. You said yes to me coming to see you and David agreed to one more workshop. When the plane touched down in Mexico the following day and the bus dropped me off where we agreed to meet, my world which had stopped, started again.
This is how my trip was born.