The heart of a Nat Geo photographer lies in their stomach which is usually full of the contents of the empty ice cream container on the floor. Now, before you accuse me of being a trashy tabloid gossip revealing the secret addictions of the photographers that populate the pages of this blog, let me explain. Being a photographer is a lonely profession. You spend much of your life redecorating the inside of your own head trying to conjure ideas, see truths in front of your lens and visually tell a story through a myriad of challenging circumstances. There are no absolutes in this job and an assignment never ends up as it was conceived. That is the magic and the plague of this business.…