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The Other Side Of The World

When I moved to Indonesia a few days before my 22nd birthday I had a one way ticket and about $400 to my name. I was going to the other side of the world and didn’t plan on looking back.

Sure I had traveled to Rwanda but this time I was getting on that plane alone. To say I didn’t know what I was doing would be an understatement. I didn’t even know what I didn’t know. But I was young(er) and full of energy.

Graffiti marks a store destroyed during the 2002 Bali Bombing

Graffiti marks a building destroyed during the 2002 Bali bombing

What I did learn was how much my own industry was changing. Life as a freelance photographer and writer in a part of the world my fellow countrymen paid little attention to was going to be hard. Harder than I expected. But I also learned a great deal about my craft. I came to realize that my passion wasn’t in breaking news or running form one story to another with hardly a moment to think. I wanted to connect the dots. And while I didn’t do much of that in Indonesia it certainly set the stage for me to do so later on.

A demonstration in front of the American Embassy before the American invasion of Iraq in 2003

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