I’ve never understood photographers. And I’ve certainly never understood the big photo agencies. It’s like it’s a sin to look at a colleague’s work and say out loud in a public forum, “Wow. He did a nice job this weekend.” “Or that frame is kick ass and very unique.” Even more rare than rivals complimenting each other is public criticism. “You’re better than that” or “That wasn’t your best effort” are words you will never hear out loud or in writing. We live in a global socie

Monaco. It is a race that has to be seen to be believed. Even when the racing action is less than exhilarating, Monaco is a magical place to watch racing cars. I am more than well aware that I have the best access that even money itself cannot buy. But even for the average fan watching from one of the countless balconies or grandstands that cover Monte Carlo, and even more so for those watching on TV and seeing those heart pounding onboard clips of today’s drivers throwing a

I love winter testing. Not everyone does, but I do. The long days allow for plenty of opportunities to make art with the new cars pounding around lap after lap after lap. You can learn so much about the cars, the drivers and the teams. It still boggles my mind that so many journalists keep their asses planted in the media center watching a live timing screen, and occasionally poking their head over the desk to see which car is coming in pitlane and what tire it is running on.

I for one hate it. Politics and sport. It makes for good newspaper reading, but that’s about it. When you boil it down, I genuinely feel bad for all the athletes, past and present, that have been dragged into this long standing debate. This wasn’t the first or last time we will see these arguments made. But last week, the political Cold War started anew between familiar players. But on new battle lines. A race track. In Russia. My personal feelings on politics and sport were

Ferrari. Monza. Tifosi. These are names that echo with nouns that define the sport of Formula 1. For 63 years, Formula One has made Monza the temple of speed. The cathedral of fast, loud cars. The worship center for legions of fans who show up for the last hurrah of Formula One’s European calendar. As quickly as the circus shows up in Italy, it’s gone again. Off to far away Singapore. But not before the gauntlet was thrown down between Mercedes’ two star drivers. It started m

As a photographer, it is our job to capture the emotions of a sport. A time and place that will never happen again. Drivers come and go. They get wins. Lose races. Crash. But the moment that always comes with the most emotion is the first win. Every win thereafter will always pale in comparison to the raw energy of the first. On Sunday afternoon, the guy who smiles the most, even when things aren’t going his way, had the biggest smile he’ll probably ever wear in his life. Red

A sharp sound pierces the sunny Mediterranean skies as the noise echoes across the buildings around me. A car comes flying into view and I desperately try to pan with it as it screams off into the Monaco tunnel. I’m 21 years old and sitting in the grandstand with my dad across from Portier, one of Monaco’s many famous corners. It’s qualifying day for the Monaco Grand Prix 2008. With my eye stuck to the viewfinder for the next 2 days, I attempt to photograph F1 and GP2 cars at

The first quarter of the Formula One season is a grueling test of endurance and long haul plane ride patience for everyone who takes part in the circus that is the pinnacle of Motorsport. This past weekend we found ourselves on the other side of the globe, back in Asia, and in the world’s largest city of an astounding 23 million people…Shanghai, China! As anyone who’s ever been to China knows, you don’t just arrive at the immigration control and say “Hi! I’m Here!” like we ca

Formula One goes to some amazing venues. Monaco. Singapore. Austin. Montreal. Japan. Brazil. But ask any of the drivers which are up there in terms of physically demanding races, and they all put the Malaysian Grand Prix as one of the toughest.  But forget the drivers, the photographers have to endure the conditions too! Oppressive heat. Torrential rain. Blinding sun. More heat and yet still more rain! It’s tough for everyone out there. Why? It’s pretty simple. The humidity.

What a year 2013 has been. The highlights? Sebastian Loeb’s mesmerizing Pikes Peak run will certainly be something I tell my grand children (or anyone else who will listen) I was there to see, and hear, in person. Formula One in Singapore certainly stands up at the top as well. It is a city and race venue that has to be seen to be believed. NASCAR roaring around the tight oval at Martinsville. Indycar’s turbo madness bouncing around the confining walls of St. Petersburg’s str