Narozen 20.8.1960 v Brně. Absolvoval střední školu a strojní fakultu VUT taktéž v Brně. Po ukončení fakulty v roce 1980 se věnuje horolezectví. Od roku 1989 cestuje a za tu dobu navštívil mnoho destinací na všech kontinentech s výjimkou Antarktidy. Od roku 1991 pořádá pro své přátele a fotografy fotoexpedice a organizuje poznávací cesty od Asie až po Ameriku. Od roku 2007 se věnuje filmování. V posledních letech navštívil, fotografoval a filmoval v těchto zemích: USA, Kanada, Aljaška, Tahiti, Austrálie, Nový Zéland, Mexiko, Indie, Nepál, Tibet, Filipíny, Egypt, Vietnam + Indočína, Madagaskar aj.
Some people do their shopping in department stores, others prefer the Internet. My favourite place for buying rags (i.e. clothes) is New York. That is, when my travels take me there now and again. Even though that´s not really shopping. This time I visited the Big Apple after a trip to Yucatan in Mexico. It was in December. Mexico had been warm but in New York the temperature plummeted to zero and there was a cutting wind. I arrived dressed lightly for the occasion. Sandals, a pair of threadbare socks, a T-shirt, a fleece jacket, shorts and a pair of trousers. I could´ve bought some gear from the Chinese but I figured I´d get through somehow. So I pulled on all the textile stuff I had with me: my shorts over my trousers, and two T-shirts under my jacket. But it just wasn´t enough. The worst were my three hours at the top of the Empire State building. Why so long? I was doing some nocturnal interval photography from which I wanted to produce time-lapse shots. I had to guard my camera against contact by other visitors to the lookout. The slightest movement or touch would have definitely ruined the previous shot. Those of you who have done time-lapse stuff know what I am talking about. Security wouldn´t let me take my tripod up with me for safety reasons and I had left my pocket tripod somewhere in Mexico. So I tied my camera to the railings with some string. Pure improvisation! I really froze to the bone up there. The next day was just as freezing. I set off for the Verrazano Bridge which comprises part of the New York marathon route. The competitors don´t mind the cold, they use the bridge to warm up and then take off. The first time I was here as a spectator was in 1989. At the other end of the bridge the runners begin discarding what they don´t need. Gloves, baseball caps, ski hats, T-shirts, sweatshirts, anoraks, track suits. An ideal spot to collect some clothing, right? I´m exaggerating, of course, but I did pick up a ski hat and some warm socks there. I kept asking myself: who on earth had thrown them away? Maybe someone had used them as gloves. That´s golden New York for you!t