It’s that time of year again — when I painstakingly leave all my portfolio updates to one week of the year. This time around it was my photography portfolio. For little over a year, I have had the opportunity to reside in Paris, travel throughout France (and some of Europe)…

This past July I decided to surprise my girlfriend with a trip to Rome for her birthday. Some of you are already rolling your ‘judgy eyes’ saying “well who can afford that?”, …

Being stationed in Paris comes with its set of perks. One being the arts and culture scene — predominately fashion. In fact, it’s probably one thing most people associate with Paris. For me, I’ve been more involved and interested in fashion ever since I’ve started taking up photography. I should…

As with many, 2016 was a mixed bag. On a personal note, I don’t think I could fault it but there’s definite room for improvement in 2017. Here’s my list and plan of how I’m hoping to start the year off right!

My name is Akbar Bashir Ahmad. My mom told me it meant ‘Great News’. I later on found out it was grammatically incorrect and didn’t mean what she intended, but the sentiment is a nice one. It wasn’t her fault really as she didn’t speak Arabic. …

Not too long ago I experienced one of the toughest setbacks in my career. It was the moment I lost 2.5 years of every design and every photo I had ever made. Let me take you back a step… It gets worse. My best friend was getting married abroad in…

I was having a conversation about this not too long ago with my girlfriend. She was working late (as she often does) with preparation for her classroom the next day — a teacher’s life. The funny thing is she was getting wrapped up in the look and feel of this…

Last weekend Audrey’s mom and step-dad took us out looking for chestnuts in Marines, France, just outside of Paris. Mind you, I’ve never had a chestnut in my life, nor did I realize what they look like, so I was pleasantly surprised when I saw they look like the equivalent of Sonic the Hedgehogs.

I know — another write-up on a mirrorless camera. But it’s less of that and more of my story about a year in my life with my Fuji X100T. I remember when I first picked up my father’s mid-80s Kodak VR35, and by picked up, I was mostly swiping it…