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Diario | Detrás de las imágenes, más allá del marco

En este diario es donde descubro el telón: el trabajo, los viajes y los momentos tranquilos que nunca aparecen en las páginas de los productos. Son en parte notas de campo, en parte historia personal y en parte reflexión creativa. Aquí encontrará historias del camino, pensamientos sobre lugares abandonados, objetos olvidados y belleza inesperada. No se trata de tutoriales o listas de equipos, se trata de por qué sigo adelante, qué encuentro en el camino y cómo la fotografía real sigue siendo importante en un mundo que se inclina hacia lo artificial.

Diario

Heading to Vietnam

Waiting in Toronto's airport lounge, I'm looking forward to Vietnam more than the long journey there. I share the anticipation of travelling with my wife and camera, with plans to explore and the uncertainty of what photographs I will bring home.

Ten Hours Inside the Toronto G20 Police Kettling at King and Spadina

I rode into Toronto with a Leica M9 to photograph the 2010 G20 protests and spent ten hours inside the police kettling at King and Spadina. I share a photograph from that experience and the circumstances that kept me at the intersection.

La gran manzana Colburne Ontario Canadá

A giant red apple beside Highway 401 persuaded me to stop and take a closer look. I share a photographer's visit to the Big Apple in Colborne, from its working bakery to the unexpected shapes and roadside details worth noticing.

Mi viaje en fotografía: cuatro décadas de trabajo real y auténtico

My first Kodak camera led to a darkroom, a Pentax and decades of looking through a lens. I trace that journey through changing equipment and expectations, explaining why real encounters, sustained attention and the finished print still matter to my work.

Scotland Airshow: Lo más destacado de las mejores actuaciones aéreas

The aircraft drew me to Ayr's Scottish International Airshow, but the shoreline and watching crowds helped shape the photographs. I look back at flying displays, vintage aircraft and the atmosphere along the seafront, distinguishing that visit from later events in Ayr.

Hog Island Lighthouse Nassau Bahamas

Hog Island Lighthouse makes a small, clear landmark beside Nassau Harbour. I look at the relationship between its white tower, a foreground channel marker and the open sea, exploring how a simple coastal arrangement can hold a photograph together.

Pinnáculos de Australia Desierto

Conduciendo por el desierto de Pinnacles en el Parque Nacional Nambung. El parque en sí tiene un gran camino de grava de piedra caliza por el parque.

Dan Kosmayer Launches Etsy Store

I've opened an Etsy store to give people another way to discover my photography prints. I share the reasons behind that step, the real places and encounters within the work, and my curiosity about which photographs will find a place in someone's home.

Market with bugs to eat China

At a Beijing food market, trays of scorpions, spiders and larvae gave my wife and me plenty to consider. I share the encounter through photographs, looking at the displays, repeated shapes and curiosity that make markets such interesting places to explore.

A Night in Havana That Taught Me to Pay Attention

A friendly encounter in Havana became an evening that made me reassess the situation around me. I recount what happened and reflect on attention, trust and boundaries while travelling, alongside the curiosity that continues to draw me back to photographing Cuba.

Groucho and the Little Tramp

A glimpse of a mural changed the direction of our walk through Winnipeg's Exchange District. I recount finding Groucho and the Little Tramp, and reflect on the way public art interrupts an ordinary outing and persuades me to bring out the camera.

Explorando el Museo de Fotografía de la Guerra Zagreb: un viaje a través de la historia

Visiting Zagreb's war photography museum prompted personal questions about my Croatian family and the lives recorded in its images. I reflect on that earlier visit, the human weight of documentary photographs and what I carried back into the streets afterward.
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