translucent.

my heart urged me and my hand answered.

Took a walk a couple weekends ago and found this tiny white garage hidden on Noe Street. Lilac-colored flowers draped over it from vines in the garden above. I almost lost my lens cap, I was so excited to take pictures.

Almost translucent petals.

wonder.

Why struggle to open a door between us when the whole wall is an illusion? - Rumi

Sunrise at Mt. Davidson.

Dusk at Pacifica.

#film #nikon #35mm #kodak

hillside supper club.

On a spontaneous walk through the neighborhood one weekend, we decided to swing by the Hillside Supper Club for brunch. It's a lovely little restaurant nestled near the foot of Bernal Heights Hill, on the corner of Precita Park. I stumbled upon it while looking for shelter during one of last year's random rainstorms and have continued to go back for its homey food and rustic, out-of-the-way feel. I also really like their mason jar lights. 

I ordered the open faced fried egg sandwich and she had the egg white frittata.

Gimin.

Taking a break on the way up.

General aesthetics.

empty space.

I like to run my fingers along the callouses on your hands. 
I like to feel your grip on my skin.

Burlap and wild flowers.

It's the moleskin and the drafting pen.

front cafe.

Don't know what to do Sunday morning? Grab a coffee. Want to relax after work? Let's go for drip. Got problems? Coffee.

For me it's comforting and the experience is more about my association with Sundays, warm beds, and relaxation, than the caffeine buzz that comes with it.

Front Cafe is a tiny spot in Potrero operated out of a former industrial loading dock. (My kind of space. My kind of windows.) It's a short bus ride away to a kind of peace that's a little softer and a little quieter than the norm.

I love flowers. But flowers in mason jars? Take me to heaven.

Kudos to Maria for pulling off this furry coat with style and poise.

sprouts.

A couple months ago I started volunteering with a Bay Area organization called Sprouts, a non-profit group which bring kids into the cooking process--from visiting farms and harvesting produce, to prepping and cooking with respected local chefs. As the photographer for these classes, my main focus was on the kids and their interaction with food, but when I could sneak away I took some of my own still shots as well.

These shots are a selection from a dumpling-making session with Chef Michael of La Folie. 

things that fall.

things that fall
me, for you.

I like it a little dirty.

Vestiges of winter.

what spring does.

You do to me what spring does to the cherry trees.

It was a sunny day so my roommate and I decided to do some exploring and ended up finding the most gorgeous views of the city, ever. 

Coca Cola.

I love sunshine.