When I first arrived in Antarctica on New Year’s Eve in 2009, I was humbled. The vast ocean, the towering icebergs, the magnitude of what it meant to be human in a place so hostile and yet so beautiful — it left me in awe of the little blue space dot we call home. I hadn’t felt that kind of wonder or had that kind of perspective in a while, and it never really went away. For more than a decade now, that is what I’ve worked to capture and share in my images and stories — an unexpected sense of scale that juxtaposes what we feel with what we know.
GeoEx, 2019; Best Women’s Travel Writing, 2020; Solas Award Grand Prize Bronze, 2019; We push through a sea of people and cows, the dust and smog swirling red and heavy, giving the scene around us the hazy air of a vintage photograph. A calf chews languidly on a banana as flies buzz around its head. […]
...and that is the uncomfortable reality of nature: that it is indescribable beauty and arbitrary destruction.