As soon as I arrived in New York City I hit the streets of downtown Manhattan, checking out the Freedom Tower and the 9/11 Memorial. My first visit to New York was back in 2010 when the tower was barely past the foundation.

I walked for hours and miles, capturing all the images I could across Midtown Manhattan. From Time Square to the Top of the Rock, I explored all I could in the limited time I had. The next morning I said goodbye to the city. My New York minute had come and gone but I stopped in Hoboken for a few final shots.

My next stop was in the City of Brotherly love and it was the history that caught my eye the most. The colonial buildings and monuments dedicated to the birth of the United States were everywhere. It was like walking into the past. Benjamin Franklin was on every corner, chaperoning me through his town. I discovered great landmarks, food, and shopping so my short visit to Philly left me wanting more. Maybe I’ll wander back when the snow melts…

Columbus is such an unusually quaint town. I’d passed through it a few times over the years but during my trip I actually got the chance to explore the city. Upon examining my ID during check in, the concierge asked “What are you doing all the way up here?”. I told here I was a traveling man, passing through and taking pictures along the way. She pointed me to the Scioto River. And that’s where I met a deer.

To me Detroit was always that place Beyond the Wall. A cold winter land full of ghosts and wildlings and ferocious felines. I had spent an unexpectadly long amount of time in Detroit over the last few years and this stop on my trip was no different. I cashed out $50 at Greektown which paid for two rounds of Buddy’s pizza. I wasn’t quite as lucky in Windsor, Ontario but it was worth it for a quick visit to Canada. I had this dreadful feeling that once I left, I’d never return. But never say never.

Seven years had passed since the last time I was in the Windy City but that wasn’t enough time to make me forget about Gino’s pizza, my first stop upon arriving. My room was on the 34th floor, giving me a hell of a view of the skyline. Between New York City and Chicago I walked 50 miles. I made it to the top of the Willis tower and looked down at the town from the see through sky deck. Chicago, Chicago, what a wonderful town.

The north was fun but there’s nothing like being back in the south. It had been exactly 10 years to the day since the last time I was in Nashville, a happy coincidence I noticed when I arrived. This honkey tonk town was perfect for a ramblin’ man like myself. The music and the smell of BBQ was like the life blood of the city, keeping her moving through the days and nights. The city had changed so much over the last decade. Towers rise, bridges connect, and the streets fill up with the energy of the Music City.

This was my first time in Dallas and I was finally able to visit and photograph the Traveling Man statues outside of downtown. I couldn’t get enough of Dallas’ vibrant night skyline. Though the city was comparable to Houston in size, Dallas had a distinct small town feel woven into the metro area. I had been to every other city on my journey except for Dallas. Maybe that’s why I was so excited to be there. It was new and uncharted territory for me and I loved exploring the city and searching for these images.

It was my first time back in Houston in over 10 years and she was even more breathtakingly massive. The highways stretched around the city like ribbons and the skyscrapers were sprouting up out of the ground like crazy. The city was so vast and sprawled out it was almost intimidating. Houston deserved two nights but I was on a tight schedule and I had to keep moving. They say everything is bigger in Texas and Houston is proof of that. I filled up on BBQ and gas and then made my way to a very familiar town.

New Orleans is my hometown so I know her pretty well. I’d spent years riding the streetcars and walking the brick roads of downtown and the French Quarter. The city was older than the United States and you could see it in all of the old architecture like St Louis Cathedral, the oldest cathedral in North America. French, Spanish, Caribbean and American culture all blended together in a classic urban symphony with Southern charm that couldn’t be found anywhere else.

Though Charlotte’s skyline is small compared to other cities, it has one of the most dynamic and underrated skylines in America and its only continuing to grow and mature. Its always a pleasure to drive through or stop in Charlotte to admire the architecture and development. Or at least stop for some good ol’ soul food.

Miami, my neon paradise. My trip began and ended at the bottom of the map. Between the Art Deco and the neon lights the city felt like an 80s video game. Every day in Miami was like a mini vacation so it felt good to be back.

Though architecture is my favorite subject, I still take time to capture images of the people around me, attempting to tell their story with a single shot.

Some of the places I’ve been lucky enough to visit

Tampa | Atlanta | London | San Francisco | Los Angeles | Paris | Mobile | Indianapolis | Ft. Lauderdale