I See Dead People

A little video from an exhibit that opened in Wichita this past weekend. If you can get past the fact that you're looking a real human bodies, and it's easier than it sounds, you should check it out.


Our Body, The Universe Within from Travis Heying on Vimeo.

My Other Job

Windmill Diagnostics. Don't ask how I got roped into this line of work. I'm not really sure myself.

It looks a little risky. There's no hazard pay, either.

The only thing not wrong with this picture is the fact that the wheat is looking pretty good.

The Grip and Grin

We have a strange habit here at the Eagle photo department. Whenever the opportunity presents itself, we pay homage to our photojournalism heritage by shooting these silly "grip and grin" photos of one another.

Thank goodness this style of newspaper photography died a long time ago. The boss, Brian Corn, presents me with my "Best of the Eagle" photo award for 2007. Aw shucks.

Good Riddance!

First order of business upon returning to Wichita? Get rid of that awful facial hair. To call it a "beard" would be an insult to beard growers everywhere.

Running around looking like a homeless guy did wonders for me in parts of Afghanistan, but here at home... I would just look like a homeless guy.

My apologies to bearded homeless guys (and girls) everywhere.

Back in the USA

What will I blog about now that I'm back?

Arrived in D.C. on Tuesday night and will be back in Wichita later this week.

One Last Stand

Sorry about the lack of updates. My luck with avoiding any wacky bacteria from the food or water here finally ran out. I took a dive on Thursday. But thanks to Dr. Hashim, our trusted fixer and recent medical school graduate, I was back on my feet in time to make a trip to Gardez.

The trip marked what will probably be our last adventure here in Afghanistan. It's been a real pleasure working with the talented Mr. Lasseter. When the stories he's writing hit newsstands (and websites) I'll let you know. But you probably won't need my heads up. I'm sure the news will be everywhere.

Tom corrupts a couple of Muslim minds by teaching them five card draw. Unfortunately, Allah would not allow Hashim, left, and Murza, right, to bet. We could have been rich.

I told Tom if we take one more trip, we'll be sleeping on a dirt floor. The lodging for this trip consisted of this concrete room with a few mats to spread out on. Our hosts were very hospitable and cooked us a wonderful dinner. This was despite the fact that they were clearly nervous about housing a couple of Americans for the night.

The airline tickets for home have been purchased.

Afghanistan is one strange place. On one hand, its landscape is perhaps the most stunning I've ever seen. In the parts we've traveled to, one has to only turn their head in any direction to find snow-capped peaks.

On the other hand, the poverty and the many generations of violence make it a sad and depressing place to be.