Aaron Huey

Aaron Huey Aaron Huey is a contributing photographer for National Geographic Magazine and editor/photographer for Harper's magazine.

They walked among the Holy People without knowing their names, thinking they were just red rocks in the setting sun, not...
29/05/2026

They walked among the Holy People without knowing their names, thinking they were just red rocks in the setting sun, not the hands of giant beings or sacred dancers emerging from ceremony.

28/05/2026

The . An Ancestral Pueblo granary high up on a dead end ledge, in Bears Ears National Monument, with only one way in and one way out, to protect the food stores it would have held. This approach was a wide one, others are not so casual! Shot on assignment for where the walk to work is always an interesting one!

on my mind today. Jason and I used to message about old baseball cards. The last time we traded notes it was about an E...
09/05/2026

on my mind today. Jason and I used to message about old baseball cards. The last time we traded notes it was about an Ernie Banks ‘54 rookie. Jason left us too soon (in 2020 at age 37), but left us a prolific record of the city he loved and about 50,000 of the people in it (on his way to all of them!). His line was twitchy and alive and could hold a whole person in just a few seconds of looking. He saw a world full of people he hadn’t met yet but already loved. He started the in 2005, a weekly open invite where anyone could pull up a chair and draw with him. Sharing a few of the drawings he made of and for me here, including one he did of my post Himalayan story bears, my bear photo, and one of my . I somehow found my way into Volume II of Every Person in New York by , next to . Both Vol 1 and Vol 2 of those drawings are worth tracking down and adding to your shelf. Miss you, Jason!

Rila Monastery, Bulgaria shot on assignment for . Founded in the 10th century by a hermit, Ivan of Rila, who lived in a ...
28/04/2026

Rila Monastery, Bulgaria shot on assignment for . Founded in the 10th century by a hermit, Ivan of Rila, who lived in a tiny cave in the hills above this site. His students built the monastery, and over centuries it grew into the largest and most important center for religious and cultural life in Bulgaria. Every dome, crevice and cove is wrapped in a graphic novel of biblical chapters.

ENCODED won the (twice)!!! Best AR and Best Community Engagement! This dream of an unsanctioned augmented reality take...
21/04/2026

ENCODED won the (twice)!!! Best AR and Best Community Engagement! This dream of an unsanctioned augmented reality takeover of the Met started 4 years ago for me when I first started sketching out, 3D scanning, and planning the covering of statues like “Mexican Dying Girl” in the atrium of the American Wing (slide 2). But it never could have have happened without the world-class team at , , , co-curator , and the 17 indigenous artists who both challenged and celebrated without asking permission from the : , , , x , , , , , , , , , , , , and our AR team . More soon, including being the scenes of how this was put together in the coming week! Check out my pinned post for our full launch video from October to see work from every artist in the show!

I didn’t have a real camera yet when I spent the day with at their home studio 30 years ago. I was a 20 yr old art stud...
21/04/2026

I didn’t have a real camera yet when I spent the day with at their home studio 30 years ago. I was a 20 yr old art student and a big fan of these two. During my time in London I managed to find my way into interviews and studio visits with many of the giants of the British art world at the time like and several others from the ’s “YBAs.” I made all my connections to these artists using a fax machine and a pay phone down the block, or by just showing up in person and taking a chance, as we had no phone in our student flat and no-one had cellphones yet. After sharing all their upcoming projects and showing me through maquettes of a show about to launch in Amsterdam they asked me to take photos of them, and with them, on my points shoot camera (slide 2). At the end of the day they sent me on my way with a big stack of books filled with kind notes and a hundred pounds travel money as they were a bit concerned about my university student poverty level. Ha! Now in their mid-80s Gilbert and George are as prolific as ever and opening a new show at their center on May 1. If you are in London then go check it out!

Post script: All my gear was blown up (except for the one camera and lens I carried through the ambush) by a Hellfire mi...
10/04/2026

Post script: All my gear was blown up (except for the one camera and lens I carried through the ambush) by a Hellfire missile, fired from an Apache helicopter sent from the Dutch/US Special Forces base, to keep radio equipment and the vehicle itself from falling into Taliban hands. In the chaos of battle my backpack w my hard drives, computer, and photo gear had been abandoned in the one truck left behind. I lost a train of images and none of the gear was insured. Luckily David Remnick, editor of The New Yorker, took care of it and paid for the replacement of every piece of it. Gratitude to the photo team as well Elisabeth Biondi + Natasha Lunn!

10/04/2026

(Chapter 4 of 4) A reading from my short story “Thank You Taliban,” written after an ambush that happened while on an assignment for The New Yorker with author Jon Lee Anderson for a story about the O***m eradication programs in the south of Afghanistan. Jon Lee just re-released his own story from that ambush as part of his newest book To Lose a War: The Fall and Rise of the Taliban. That ambush woke me up and started a new life for me, with a marriage to Kristin, now 19 years in, and the lives of my two children, Hawkeye and Juno, ages 16 and 10.

09/04/2026

(Chapter 3 of 4) When you really think you are going to die, there are no photographs left to take. Part 3 of a short story I wrote, about a Taliban ambush is southern Afghanistan, that changed my life.

08/04/2026

Taliban ambush part 2 of 4. More context from Jon Lee Anderson’s new book To Lose a War: “Nearby, a DynCorp crew had opened full automatic fire on a group of gunmen who had moved from deeper in the orchard to the tree line on the opposite bank and were shooting at us. Aaron Huey and I took cover behind a truck as Kelly joined the fight. Rockets exploded near the Diablos, and then the choppers disappeared. (They had both been hit several times, but made it back to the base, one with a fire on board.) After a few more minutes, the decision was made to retreat.
The road was almost obscured by the dust kicked up by the trucks in front of us. We passed another orchard, and, again, there were gunshots from both sides of the road. In the back of our truck, Bulmaro Vasconcelos, a machine-gunner from Hemet, California, fired into the orchard with a heavy machine gun. I saw a military cap in the road in front of us, and then a man lying face down. We couldn’t tell if he was alive or dead, and swerved to avoid running over him. It was one of the Afghan policemen. Kelly yelled for the truck behind us to pick him up.
A few seconds later, the window on Kelly’s side exploded and he yelled, “Sh*t! I’ve been hit!” He grabbed his leg, but kept driving, feeling the leg with one hand. He looked at the hand: There was no blood. The bullet, evidently slowed by the metal door, had not pierced his skin. “I’m all right,” he said. A bullet hit my side of the truck, and another struck the back. A minute or two later, we were out of the orchards and into more open territory, headed toward the camp. For the first time in four hours, there was no shooting.
In addition to the man we had found in the road, who had been shot in the head and was barely alive, four Afghan policemen had been shot, of whom two were critically wounded. One was spouting blood from the femoral artery in his right leg. Another had been shot in the lung and the liver. Sylvester Pocius, another goateed DynCorp contractor, had been grazed on the neck by a bullet that ricocheted off the bolt of his gun. The wounded were rushed into camp for emergency treatment and driven to the Special Forces hospital.” Cont. below

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