Kevin La Presle

These little red cabins are everywhere; homes and cabins painted alike, all in Norge red

The turquoise sea, the angry storm clouds, the orange cottages... I'd never seen a countryside with more striking colors. After a hike up to a hilltop that looked down onto Reine, I was rewarded with a view unlike anything I'd imagined.

The Aurora Borealis passes behind Reine. Taken at night from the Hamnoy Bridge, I used a long exposure to allow the light of the moon to illuminate the cabins.

Across the fjord were the rugged and dramatic mountains towering over the village of Ballstad. Waking up to these every morning never got old.

The Northern Lights

I'd never been to a beach where I needed to wear crampons to walk around. It was so amazing to see the frozen sheets of ice leading to the water's edge.

On a overcast morning, with the scene lacking color, I decided to do these images in black and white

The Atago Shrine is a Shinto shrine that was established in 1603 on the highest hill in Tokyo. Now surrounded by high rises, the shrine is a tranquil space in the midst of the busy city. The stairs leading to the shrine are steep and said to represent success in life.

The Japanese tradition of storing a bottle with the patrons name on it. The patron buys the bottle and the bar owner keeps it.

The largest wooden building on earth. Built in 1692

The bronze Buddha is 50 feet tall and almost bankrupted Japan in 751 when it was made.

I glanced over and the was this old shepherd with his staff just humming along on the highway.

My first glimpse of the Taj Mahal...

I'm assuming she's posing for someone, I just looked up and saw her and thought it was a pretty image

The shelf or ledge on the left is the King's bed. It's about six fort off the ground to give you perspective. There's king sized pun in there somewhere

The guy on the left is holding up his fist to show strength. I met these men while walking the streets of Pushkar at night, a wedding was nearby and they were alongside me watching the scene. They invited me to spend the evening with them, I think the plan was to try and crash the wedding...

Scrawled on a notebook page, my measurements for a shirt. Normally, 800 rupee, but he needed three meters instead of two, so he had to charge me 1,200 rupee. He measured me in the morning and it was ready in the afternoon...

This little girl was helping her mom on a construction site. She would work the water pump, filling the bucket that mom would put on her head and carry.

This little girl was such a flirt, mom smiled a lot too. But when they got together, neither smiled.

On 2 December 1991, Om Banna lost control of his motorcycle, struck a tree and died. Police took the motorcycle to a nearby police station and the next day it was found back at the site of the accident. Once more the police brought the motorcycle back to the station, this time emptying its fuel tank and putting it under lock and chain. The next morning it again disappeared and was found at the accident site. There are also stories of stranded travelers being helped by Om Banna, unaware that he died twenty years before. Local villagers built a shrine and travelers stop to say prayer and ask for safe travels.

As soon as the samosa come out of the fryer, hands full of cash thrust through the windows, shouting and yelling.

I met Babu in line for samosa. After, he offered me a ride back to my hotel on the back of his scooter. It was a thrill ride to say the least

Brick making operations dot the Rajasthan landscape and I wanted to have a look. When I stepped out of the car, the entire operation stopped. When I picked up my camera, this guy's eyes got really big, he rushed to show me how fast and how many bricks he could stack... This boy is 12, he doesn't go to school and will probably be doing this most of his life. He stacked those bricks so high and fast... Then he sprinted up the two flights of stairs in 93° heat. When we went to leave, the boy told Sonu that we were the first people to ever stop. No one had ever come by before and that we made them really happy. I felt shame and embarrassment as I got back into the air conditioned car and drove off. The discrepancy between our lives was so vast... And for no real reason other than birth.

I tried to stay off of the highways and keep to the backroads. We stopped for water in a typical Rajasthani country village; a veiled woman using a cow to get pump water, men in pink turbans and doti (the traditional baggy shorts). It was like stepping back in time...

Girls get the water for the home every day. These girls walked a couple of kilometers to their village's well.

Built in the 15th century, there are 1,440 hand carved pillars, each unique and unlike any of the others.

Women make up most of the road crews

Women in the country often practice Purda, veiling their face from strangers.

One of the largest fortified cities in the world. The fort is still inhabited the same as when it opened in 1156.

This young man is 18. He lives in a mud structure and herds camels. He wants to go to college and has the grades, but the university is 50km away and he has no way to get to school. His village just got electricity, but he still does his schoolwork by candlelight, as his home hasn't gotten electricity yet. He wanted to be a doctor, but will herd camels and goats as his family has dome for generations.

Built in 1585 it is the holiest shrine in the Sikh faith. Home to the world's largest free kitchen, they feed up to 300,000 every day.

The crush to get in was unlike anything I'd experienced in the states and the line was about about three hours long to get in.

One of the kindest people I encountered. The only addition to his wardrobe is the spear, the rest is his everyday apparel. 

The road is closed, so it's about a 2km walk to the gates.

50,000 people show up every night to see the closing of the border. Its military pomp, machismo and entertainment all rolled into one big show. They have MC's on each side of the border, pumping up their respective crowds. I traveled all the way here to see this, and didn't get it. Neither did any of these people and it's their country. The crush of bodies was intense, my arms were down at my sides and after about twenty minutes of constant pushing, my hands hand fallen asleep and gone numb. I thought the Golden Temple was bad, it was nothing compared to this.

Where Buddha delivered his first sermon.

I was walking along and like the way the light was coming through the back of this temple.

I was walking around in this temple by myself when I went below and found it flooded. I liked the water and the reflection. In the back, to far to see, is a Shiva lingam

I was walking up to the top of a hill to see the sunset. When I got to the top, the sun was shining through a notch in the boulder.