Elvis died the month I was born.

Three years. Three amazing, long, crazy, insane years. That’s how long I’ve been living on the island of Java, Indonesia. Quite possibly the farthest place I could have chosen from my ‘home’ of Michigan, U.S. of A.

What am I doing here? Perhaps we should rephrase that. What am I not doing here?

I have a degree in Engineering / Design / Fine Arts. I ‘should’ be working in that field I suppose, designing cars and makin loads of cash.

Instead I opted for traveling. Far. I’ve been here since.

About a year ago I realized that all of my photos were crap. All my memories of Indonesia were destined to look like images processed at K-mart. So, with determination and lots of mistakes, I’ve been spending a rediculous amount of time trying to turn this all around by self-teaching myself photography. It absorbs hours from my life like heroin to an addict.

Am I getting better? Who knows. It’s the journey that makes the trip worthwhile right?

It took me only two and half years to start an “about” page. Let’s see how it progresses. Comments are welcome. Questions even more welcome. I’ll do my best to answer them in less than two years.

Brandon