Copan Ruinas, Honduras - Saw these two boys hunting for fish as I was taking pictures for my rock sculptor essay. I have no idea how they caught fish barehanded but they did - they caught two!
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Doña Aura
Copan Ruinas, Honduras - This was the most difficult thing I have ever taken a picture of: to be with someone when the doctor said, "This is very bad. This is cancer."
Doña Aura Lopez is only 30 years old and has one eight-year-old child. She said her first symptom was six years ago when an itchy mole appeared. She said she scratched it and then her eye progressively got worse.
The hardest part of this experience for me was when the doctor made Doña Aura cover her good eye and asked her if she could see. Crying she responded "Yes" as she pulled her hand down to look with her good eye. It was so painfully obvious that she had no vision.
The only thing the doctor could offer was to take a biopsy and pray for the best. If our prayers are answered this medical brigade can perform reconstructive/plastic surgery this coming April 2010.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Fruit Gang
Copan Ruinas, Honduras - Walking to a soccer field I stumbled across these kids climbing trees collecting fruit. One kid saw me from about 40 meters and stashed his fruit in the tall weeds as if I was going to report him to the fruit patrol. I told them I was not the fruit police. They were thankful and proceeded to show me how good they could climb trees.
Shoe Endorsment
Copan Ruinas, Honduras - As with most athletes the shoe makes the man or woman. I went to a soccer field hoping to catch a game. My objective was to take a photo of their cleats and an accompanying portrait. Because rain was in the air no one showed up except Toño.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
Country Club Food
San Salvador, El Salvador - Family and friends were invited to a country club for lunch. This is what we ordered.
Hammerhead Fate
El Zonte, El Salvador - Suddenly our family day at the beach stirred with commotion and blood. The fishermen told me they sold for one dollar a piece. As fate would have it they never stood a chance.
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