Often called “the Paris of South America,” Buenos Aires exudes beauty. From European architecture to the sensuality of tango, it is a vibrant, colorful and sultry city.
Translated into English as “good winds,” Buenos Aires is the capitol of Argentina. Located on the coast, it has long been a trading hub and port of call to the rest of the world.
Many Portenos, as residents of Buenos Aires are known, descend from Spanish and Italian immigrants who came to South American during the great European migration of the early 20th century.
A city of 20 million people, Karachi is the sixth most populous city in the world. Twice the population of New York City, Karachi is a sprawling metropolis and the capitol of Sindh province. It is the heart of business and finance in Pakistan, and attracts people from the central and northern provinces, as well as other south Asian countries, looking for better education and work opportunities.
For many Westerners, Karachi is perceived as an unfamiliar and dangerous place. Over the past five years, government policies to reduce terrorism helped Karachi fall from 6th to 50th most dangerous city in a ranking of 327 cities around the world.
Like the rest of Pakistan, Karachi is a Muslim-majority city. But it is also home to Hindus, Christians, Jews and Zoroastrians. It is also the most secular city in Pakistan. Karachi is a city of neighborhoods, each with a different personality and political affiliation.
The United Nations ranked Tokyo as the world’s most populous city, with 37 million people living within the metropolitan area. It is a marvel of efficient public transportation.
Despite it’s size, it is also one of the cleanest, safest and most organized cities in the world. The people here move quickly but politely. For those who do not speak or read Japanese, it is a surprisingly easy city to navigate. It is a city where one need not spend much time in a hotel, because there is so much to see and do.
The western shore of Michigan is home to dozens of quaint beach towns. These photos were commissioned by The New York Times for two different travel stories. Traveling along a stretch of 120 miles on highway US-31, I photographed in South Haven, Saugatuck, Grand Haven, Pentwater and Luddington, Michigan. During the warm summer months, visitors from around the country and overseas help to double the population of the towns.
A town of fewer than 2,000 residents, Marfa, Texas has served as the backdrop for films such as Giant and No Country for Old Men. Located between Big Bend Ranch State Park and Fort Stockton, the rugged landscape of scrub brush and wide open spaces is home to ranchers, and artists, families and tourists.
Though I have never lived in Marfa, I always have a sense of homecoming when I visit. It reminds me of childhood trips to the Texas Panhandle, where tumbleweeds line the highways, the sky is bigger than even the largest ranch, and life moves at a leisurely pace.
I call Marfa my spirit home. Should you have the chance to visit, by all means take the trip.
This is a collection of images made throughout Chicago. Most of these photographers were made while on assignment for a news outlet, but a few were made while out and about in the city.
Coney Island is a destination for tourists and locals alike. The F, D, N and Q trains all end at the Stillwell Avenue stop in Coney Island, and the boardwalk is a short walk from the station. The beach, amusement park rides and all manner of fried foods await visitors.
There are 22 stops on the F train in Brooklyn, between York Street in Brooklyn Heights to Stillwell Avenue at Coney Island. All photographs were made with an iPhone.
As a resident of Chicago, I rely on public transportation, especially the bus. All photographs were made on an iPhone during my commute, either from the bus or waiting at a bus stop. The route I most often take is between the Lakeview neighborhood on the city’s north side and downtown Chicago.
For many commuters, the time on the bus is sacred “me” time. For me, it is a time to sit and observe, to pay attention to the city and its rhythms. There is also a sense of anonymity or invisibility as I photograph fellow commuters on the other side of the bus window.