Flying over the vast Maya Biosphere Reserve and Tikal, a Mayan city dating back to 900 BC. The doorway photograph below is at the top of the temple on the right.
Early morning with the local tourists in Temple I. If you got up before dawn and hiked up to the top of the temple you could watch the mist rising while listening to all the howling monkeys and bird calls coming from the jungle canopy below.
Here’s another example of how your photos can haunt you. I took these shots in Bangkok in 1987 when suddenly at the guest house where I was staying an elephant appeared.
I had some awareness of the suffering of animals. For instance, there was a very pregnant dog who hung around our guest house hoping for handouts and I took it upon myself to feed her until she disappeared to give birth. But it didn’t occur to me that an elephant in the crowded city had to be a most terrible cruelty and instead I was, like everyone, blown away by its size and proximity.
And I paid to have a ride on it and added the experience to my growing list of adventurous escapades. I used to describe to people how the elephant lifted me up with its foot, the feel of its ear that I gripped while being raised up, described how miraculous it felt to be sitting on this elephant’s back while it walked the Bangkok street.
I did not connect to its suffering until many years later.
shootout at the OK Corral
Neon Graveyard, Las Vegas
Neon Graveyard, Las Vegas
Emergency Kittens 