While in Hong Kong, I tried my best to convince my mom that it was not dangerous to photograph wolves and that I wouldn't be eaten. She looked quite worried when she saw this photo I took back in last Oct.
It's 2am and I'm still wide-awake.
Just got back to Los Angeles after a short trip to Hong Kong and I didn't seem to be able to adjust to the jet lag.
I've been wanting to update my homepage for a long time to make it simple and clean.
Even though I am quite a mess, I am a minimalist at heart, at least that's my aspiration. And I still dream to live in a van someday…
I love photographing BIF (birds-in-flight).
Nothing gets the adrenaline rushing when you see a beautiful and elusive bird flying by.
You only get this one chance, no one is there to help you, to get the bird in focus in your viewfinder, pan along with the flight of the bird, and nail a shot to reveal the stunning flying pose that's not visible by the naked eyes.
I remember the first night sleeping in an Africa bush camp in Kenya, I had difficulty falling asleep. Not just because of the excitement of a childhood dream coming true, but because of the sound. Some told me before the trip, “Don't forget to enjoy the sound at the camp.” I thought I would be hearing birds chirping, or maybe some lions roaring in a distance.
Have you seen a wild fox before?
I had never seen a wild fox my whole life, until 8 years ago. ..
Before my trip to Kenya, I thought rhinos were critically endangered, and photographing them in the wild would be impossible. So I didn't even ask my travel agent for it.
I survived yet another presentation last night at the Sierra Club. (Thanks Alan Jacknow for the invitation!) That's two talks in a span of 5 days, with the last one at South County Photo Club. (Thanks Bob Greenberg for the invitation!)