I can photograph a person outside with relative ease but inside? Inside “street shooting” makes me nervous. I flinch. I double-think. I don’t shoot at all. Sometimes I think I’m being polite but really, I’m just missing the shot.
Here, I did not miss the shot. After a day of work interning at The Veteran’s Equity Center, my group members and I stopped by Blue Bottle in the South of Market district. They waited for their coffee and I waited for this lady to lower her gaze. She was reading quite intensely. From the giant “FRENCH” typed on the cover I assumed it was a tour guide or a language book.
I just love the diagonal tilt of the lighting. Feels very Edward Hopper-esque, only closer. The line across her face isn’t her hair – it’s mine. It was stuck inside the bellows, just behind the lens, and appeared in every subsequent frame. Does that count as a photobomb?
Livi’s Mom: RANIER! RANIER! QUICK! IT’S SNOWING!
It is? In… Texas?
The first and last time I experienced snow was in 2000 at Angel’s Camp, CA. I was ten years old and the snow on the ground felt ten months old. It was hardened, like blocks of ice, but hey! I’m a Bay Area kid so I could care less! Snow angels, snowball fights, and snowmen, here I come!… Unfortunately, the snow was so stiff the snowball my oldest brother threw cracked the skin on my brother’s temple. He was pissed.
But this? This was wonderful. I never experienced falling snow so it was such a treat. I walked out with Livi’s mom, her brother, their dog Mila, and my dog Oso.
Handheld @ ISO 4,000
This shot blew my mind. I could actually see the snowflake shape on the tree stump. I had never seen it before. Maybe in art class cut out of binder paper, but not like this.
As I felt the gentle bodies of ice sleep softly on my cheek, I was reminded of all the beauty and mystery of life.
This is one of my all-time favorite shots. Prior to this, I hadn’t even touched my cameras in months. Livi, my family, and I went to the Oakland Zoo as a learning experience for my nephew, Ariston. During the trip my brother-in-law, Mark, brought his newly gifted Canon 5d Mark II and was snapping away at giraffes, lions, and howler monkeys. Then, we walked in to the petting zoo barn and I saw this tiny, fleeting moment. A true H.C.B moment.
With the quickness, I borrowed the 5d Mark II in my hand, pretended I was interested in photographing the goat, and snapped this ONE photo. I felt like Clint Eastwood only less beard-y, more Asian, and less likely to talk to a chair. It felt good getting this shot. It was reassurance that YEAAA BABY! I STILL GOT IT! DADDY STILL GOT THEM MOVES!
I just love the ray of light beaming down on the little girl and the goat. Looks like it jumped off the page of “The Bible: For KIDZ” magazine – which I totally just invented just now.
A trip to the cemetery can be an eyeball full of beauty and wonder. Heaps of gorgeous statues and decaying flowers but mainly the question of: when will my time come?
This was such a beautifully timed photo. I came to this cemetery on a whim and found a perfect ray of sun on the altar.
“Wanted: For violent sexual molestation (including infant and child sexual molestation) and violent sex terrorism.”
Shot with my Olympus XA, Tri-X 400 and developed at home with Rodinal.
She was waiting for her friend at the IKEA cafeteria in Palo Alto, CA.