Thursday, July 26th, 2012
Over the past couple of months at Vagabundo Magazine we’ve really been trying to come up with a way to expand the media stream. We love the power that the written word has, obviously, but at the same time we thought it was maybe time to start documenting the world through video. So it’s with
Friday, April 13th, 2012
by Brendan van Son I didn’t go to Liverpool expecting to have so many great photo opportunities. I had never thought of Liverpool as a photographer’s destination, but I was wrong. I was constantly bombarded with photo...
Sunday, February 5th, 2012
Boa Dia Vagabundos, I know, it’s been a long time since I’ve sent out an Editor’s Note. The truth is that we have been very busy at Vagabundo Magazine over the past couple of months. We are...
Sunday, December 11th, 2011
Bonjour Vagabundos, It’s funny how family never seems to change isn’t it? No matter what, no matter how long one is away, one’s family is always there for them in the same capacity as they always have...
Sunday, November 27th, 2011
Vol. 7 – The Making of a Magazine Buenas Tardes Vagabundos, As those of you who follow me on twitter (@brendanvanson) will already know, this past week was an absolute rollercoaster ride for me. I had just...
Monday, November 21st, 2011
I imagine that this is what being around dinosaurs would have been like. The giant tortoise is such and ancient creature that it feels like you’re looking at something from another time. Standing beside one makes one...
Sunday, November 20th, 2011
Happy Sunday… Did you miss me? It’s funny how when you travel for a living you start to lose track of time. Maybe this is something that happens in life in general as you get older, but...
Tuesday, November 8th, 2011
A photographer should always have their camera out when they are walking around. Sure, sometimes it is embarrassing to be seen packing around your camera, especially if you’re in your hometown. However, looking like a tourist isn’t nearly as...
Sunday, October 30th, 2011
Hello from, well, the middle of nowhere, I woke up this morning in a town on the Colombian Border with Ecuador, and for some reason had the question of “why I travel” on my mind. I think...