Glenn Charles


Photographer/Videographer specializing in Life Style, Travel, and Aerial Imagery.  FAA 107 Certified for sUAS flight operations throughout the US.  Fully insured.  Videography work is limited to Aerial productions.

Based in Maine (May-December) and SWFL (Jan - April). Available for travel year round.

The Life of a Vagabond

I have been thinking about this word quite a bit these days because I seem to be getting asked quite often "where am I from?". Intuitively I recognize that this is one of those almost unconscious questions that we ask strangers in a veiled attempt to find some commonality with those that we don't know.  Needless to say, for 3 years now I have struggled with how to answer the question and it has only gotten worse of late. 

As you may know, for a little more than 3 years now I have been homeless, living the life of a travelling, expeditions, photographing vagabond.  And yet, when this question is asked of me I struggle with how to answer.  You see, people can't quite grasp the concept that I truly don't have a home.  It is often after a bit of back and forth that we settle on an answer which revolves around where I was born, where I went to high school and where I raised my children.  The answer has nothing to do with 'Where I am From' but it does seem to minimize the sense of angst that is plastered all over the questioners face. In the end, I think they feel somewhat satisfied, and yet not.  For me, these conversations happen on a daily basis so I rarely give them a second thought.

That is until today, when I sat in the living room talking to my friend Amy about 'where & what next'.  You see, that is the second most asked question of those living a Vagabond life; where are you going next or what are you doing next? These questions always elicit a smile and a giggle from me because I often don't know the answers to them, although I always have ideas.  Yes, I think about what is next, where I might go, what I might do, but those that know me best know that I never really decide until the bitter end.  But today, as I was going through this dialogue, attempting to list out my options or potential plans, it hit me that for almost 3 years I have managed to live this type of life.  That THIS type of life, for me, is no longer abnormal, it just is.

I don't know if that makes sense to you, but for me this was sort of a profound moment. The moment where I recognized consciously that my 'abnormal' life, was now my 'normal' life.  What does that actually mean?  Well, it means that I no longer spend any anxious time thinking about my situation.  I no longer devote any real brain power to the questions that originally dominated my thought process.  Questions like "How will I survive?"; "What will I do?"; "Where will I sleep?"; "How in the hell is this going to work!!".  Nope, now those are all gone, replaced by the peacefulness that surrounds knowing that all is as it should be; knowing that the patch I am creating is the path I am supposed to be on; Knowing that perfection exists in this imperfect world that I am living and that is just fine with me.

So, where will I go next? What will I do next?  How will it all work out?... The answer is I don't know, and that is just fine with me, because I have faith that everything IS as it should be?

Peace -