In 2009, I left South Korea on a rusty ferry and entered China via the World's busiest port of Tianjin. After reducing my life expectancy in Beijing, I couldn't wait to escape to the remote mountains of Southern China. A 36 hour train ride down to Chengdu and then four trecherous mini-bus rides across the mountainous province of Sichuan took me to Tagong Grasslands. A place politically Chinese yet emotionally Tibetan.
The following year these images were chosen for The Travel Photographer of the Year awards. My journey into photography had begun.