Menu Home About Photos Contact Archive NACH 2073676.8f9ee45.109fcab9ecde419c810be95a4068455d 2 Follow Me on Instagram NACH is Andrew Nachison. BIO CONTACT Hi. School day. 2018 . . . #uniqlo #streethype #hypebeast #firstdayofschool #portraitphotography #fujifilmxe1 #fujifilm_xseries #acreativedc #reston https://www.instagram.com/p/BnFcAfml8VL/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1jpwbzxod4eew Fire and life. This is the burnt trunk of a giant sequoia, a tree that can live 2500+ years and grows only in a narrow band of forest about 6,000 feet up in California’s High Sierra’s. We were there last week, the horizon hazy with smoke from fires burning near Yosemite, another home to giant sequoias. . . . . #naturephotography #discoverearth #beautifuldestinations #anthropocene #wanderlust #travel #travelgram #travelphoto #roadtrip #ilovenature #nationalpark #fujifilm #optoutside #fujifilm_xseries #modellife @natgeo #peoplescreatives #artofvisuals #agameoftones @eyeson_earth (at Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Parks) Pacific, rocks, fog. (at Big Sur, California) Breathe. From The Beautiful Woods series. Spring 2018. Foggy Bottom, 2018 No touching. No hands. Stand straight. Attention humans. Awkward gaze. Shadows of myself. Black and White. Quiet together. Toilets. (at Smithsonian’s Freer and Sackler Galleries) pi-slices: Segment Wave - 180107 This wasn’t an easy year for anyone I know. Close friends struggled, and so did I. Most of us made it, and for that I’m relieved and grateful. . Although I’m best (and barely) known as a writer and thinker, words failed me this year. With so many flying about, I found it difficult and pointless to add more. It was a year of endless outrage, grief, despair and disbelief. I felt all of that, often at the same time. . Maybe my struggle with words explains why photography felt easier and more fulfilling. It was a creative outlet for me personally, and also a means of escape. The world’s visual glut didn’t bother me. It inspired me. I’m grateful to the images that carried me away - and to all those young beautiful Instagrammers and #vanlife vagabonds who nourished me with #mountains, #cabins, #cityscapes, #deserts, #warzones, #wildlife, #murals, #models and #starfields. . I enjoyed making photos too, and the lifelong process of getting better at that. . This is a photo I took in the place near home that I call The Beautiful Woods. They aren’t famous or hard to reach. But they are one of my happy places, so I’m sharing it here with a hope that it gives you a quick dash of beauty to kick off 2018. Happy New Year World. Protests, cheers and tears on Sunday, January 29, 2017 at Washington-Dulles International Airport. On the evening of Friday, January 27, 2017, a week into his presidency, Donald Trump signed an executive order that banned admission to the United States for anyone from seven majority Muslim nations. The order caused chaos for refugees and other travelers who were en route to the United States when the order was signed. Some of them were turned away and had to fly back to where they came from, others were detained and prevented from completing their journeys. The government later told a court that at least 60,000 visas that had previously been approved were revoked. Protesters gathered almost immediately at airports around the nation; and again on Sunday, when I joined some of them late in the afternoon at Washington-Dulles International Airport. I went with my son and his girfriend to protest a mean-spirited, fear-mongering order that reminded me of when the United States refused entry to Jews who had sought refuge from Nazi persecution, and death, before and during World War II. I went to signal to Trump that his order was repulsive. But the gathering at Dulles wasn’t really a protest, and it was only barely about Trump. It was more a demonstration of support, a hug for weary immigrants and frightened refugees, a welcome mat for tired travelers. We cheered when anyone walked through the doors that separated the secure customs area from the public arrival area. Some smiled, gave a thumbs up. Some lifted their camera phones to take pictures of the crowd, which took pictures of them. We didn’t know who they were, their nationalities or anything about them. DC is a global city, the crowd and the travelers were too. We chanted, call and response. “Show me what democracy looks like!” “This is what democracy looks like!” “Show me what democracy looks like!” “This is what democracy looks like!” It was incredibly moving, brought me to tears for most of the hour I was there, made me proud to be an American and to see that an angry, power-hungry, closed-minded president’s hate could be defeated with open hearts, love and kindness. Photos: Fujifilm XE-1, 18-55 R LM OIS wemedia.com Trump and me? The case for despair » We Media Despair may not be a useful answer to Donald Trump, but it’s mine. The election didn’t lead me to a plan, understanding or compassion. I hope I’ll get to all of that. First: quiet time to reflect and figure it out. I start with despair. I don’t know how to start anywhere else. I’ve heard from a lot of people who feel the same way. Facebook is a problem for everyone, not just publishers Love it or hate it, Facebook is a problem. It is not too big to fail. It could vanish tonight and most of us would get over it and move on almost instantly (with some obvious exceptions: employees, investors, businesses completely dependent on it). But Facebook is big and, like any business, it can’t get everything right for everyone. With 1.7 billion monthly active users at last count, getting things right for 99.9 percent of them means getting things wrong for 1.7 million people every month. So the company shrewdly uses technology to minimize its risk - not only to guess which posts its users should see, without complaint, but also which ones they should never see. Facebook is thus one of the world’s biggest and most powerful censors. Its only rivals are nation states - China and Iran for instance. Keep reading Down with the get down, know what I mean? I am so down with The Get Down, watched Ep 1 last night and I am freakin’ hooked, don’t need Ep 2 to confirm, in love with all the actors, every single one and the entire unseen crew, the soundtrack. Baz Luhrmann is my hero. Feels special because that’s the broke bleak New York City of my childhood and I had no clue, when I was 10, that something brand new and beautiful was happening too. Magic. Live oaks and Spanish moss at Brookgreen Gardens near Myrtle Beach, SC. Sock it to me. If you have to understand obscure industrial rules in order to conduct routine activities, the rules are stupid and at best you’ll be helping kids get in slightly less trouble and/or feel slightly less hopeless. – Cory Doctorow, writing in BoingBoing about the copyright and fair use education now required in California public schools. Next page Loading... No More Posts Load More Posts Hi. Thanks for visiting. © NACH 2010–2018 Huge Tumblr Theme by Precrafted