I’ve started volunteering with the Swedish Red Cross as a photojournalist, and will be sharing highlights from projects and assignments once in a while.

“Where is everyone?” Inez asks the bespectacled old man standing at the makeshift entrance…

Neatly plowed green fields roll past us. I’ve always wondered what shade of green those fields are.

From a brute hockey player with tousled brown hair to a “gentleman” with gelled and sleeked-back brown hair, the country watched a personal trainer from supposedly nowhere transform from a spontaneous guy to a primped up robot-like prince-in-waiting…

Quintessential Stockholm fashionistas in their recognizable attire…overflowing tops, leggings, flat shoes….at the annual Smaka på Stockholm festival.

As with all urban cities, finding a fresh angle of photographing everyday scenes can be quite challenging, but Vienna showed me how to photograph her this time around…

When I first found out about the World Diversity Leadership Summit (WDLS) that was held in Vienna in March, I knew I wanted to be involved anyway I could for many reasons…

Over this past weekend, I learned how to bake a classic Swedish staple – kanelbullar (cinnamon buns). These are not your grapefruit-sized, icing coated Cinnabons, but rather, a modestly sweet version that fills up your apartment with the spicy scent of raw cinnamon.

7 am on a Sunday morning. The brass double doors with gold trimmings open and I spill out unto the wet pavement…

Finally sorted through a ton of photos and picked 115 of my favorite shots…