Mercado Maschwitz

The market in Maschwitz is a beautiful little morning or afternoon get away location. The architecture is new buildings in a old fashioned style using old wood and antique fixtures. We arrived late… Continue reading


What do you get when you cross a Dalmatian and a Cocker Spaniel? The cutest puppy ever…Romeo. Had fun snapping a few shots of my friends’ dog, here’s the result.

Nate & Danielle

Its been a month since Nate and Danielle (my brother and sister-in-law) got married. Before the wedding we went out to do this shoot to mark the tables at the reception. They were… Continue reading


While visiting friends in the States, I had the privilege to do a short photo shoot with my “niece”. Noelle is a little beauty and it was a lot of fun taking these… Continue reading

Gettysburg; Homage and Respect

While visiting with my family in Pennsylvania for my brother’s wedding, I got to visit my grandparents’ graveside with my parents and cousins. My grandmother was born and raised in Gettysburg and now… Continue reading

Knob Hall Winery

I’ve been enjoying the past month in the States with my family and friends. One friend in particular shares my appreciation of photography and we often try to go on at least one… Continue reading

A Sunday Afternoon Rain/ Un domingo con lluvia

Today is Father’s Day. Since I live very far away from my father and could not spend the day with him, I went with a few photography friends to take pictures. When I… Continue reading

Balloon Fiesta 2013 Los Cardales

Fernet Branca ruined it for me. They have the most beautiful tv advertisement with golden fields and about 25 colorful hot air balloons floating in the air at different levels. When we arrived… Continue reading

Blowing Smoke / El movimiento del humo

The other weekend my photography homework was to take still life photos. I decided to set up a mini studio in the kitchen and see what came of it. Over an hour later… Continue reading

Reliving the Boxcar Children

Our photography trip to Vagues, in the province of Buenos Aires, reminded me of the Boxcar Children books that I read as a child. The town is really only a home for children… Continue reading