Silver Falls State Park
My first full experience in a forest. it was delightfully green and magical like forests sometimes are I guess. Got to see some 8 waterfalls and hiked 8 miles.
Oregon was a good time.
Crater Lake
Another place that floored me. The lake took the color of the sky and made it it’s own.
Oregon.
Mt. Shasta
On a road trip to Oregon, Mt Shasta was my first stop and where I began to get hints of how beautiful Oregon’s landscape would be. I could see the mountain from some 60 miles out and I was like, “nah! it’s not far away.”
I was wrong.
BAPS Shri Swaminarayan Mandir,
Once upon a time I wanted to be an architect. To have a see a building that is carved makes me deeply happy. It shows a dedication to beauty and effort that I so admire with creation. It differs from minimalistic building that doesn’t offer much (I had my moment with it). A building made in different many parts that is then ssembled? A breathtakinig affair.
Chino Hills, CA
Sea of Engines
It has come to my attention, by my observation, that I have been taking a lot of black and white pictures and enjoying them. With these, what I love most is the highlilght that glint of the cars. Mwuah!!
Ferris Wheel
Pacific Park Santa Monica, California. A place that can’t be mistaken if you’ve ever looked up anything regarding my hood. This was taken on a photowalk where I opted for black and white images.
Hooping at the edge
This court has a dreamy element to it as it feels like it sits above the ocean and the view spectacular but before I visited, I didn’t account for how the ocean winds will affect my shots. Good things come at a price I guess.
San Pedro, CA
Two Alone
With this I am going to break that magic of photography. There is this way a picture can lie to you or paint a manner of being about a place or world that isn’t quite there. It is hopeful but it is not always telling the truth.
They weren’t alone. just at the edge of the frame on both sides people flocked. I got my shot before more people walked across the shot. Life was bustling.
San Pedro, CA
It is his World, we are only living in it
I was on a hike when I spotted this man. And it felt to me lke he was making a declaration of some sorts about this city that can both be magical and unyielding, and many more other things. And so I decided I would offer it to him, as his own.
Runyon Canyon
Tiny World
How often do you spend time in the details?
That is one thing of many I love about photography. It teaches you to spend time in the details, to extract more and go on a path of discovery.
DTLA from Afar
Talk about a contrast yeah?
I don’t have much to say about this picture, other than I quite like it’s strong separation.
The Fickle Ways Of Dreams (A Poem)
Soft and thin, like smoke through the fingers
a slow sway of pompous display
a magic of reality
with you when you’re not with yourself
and like ash to the wind when you’ve come to.
Not here to be your friend
only a companion of brevity,
Much like life,
lived in a breath.
Dreams’ Reality ( A Poem )
The longer and tougher the path
the sweeter I let the journey become
regardless of my bleeding feet
the clearer the sky came to be
and more colorful the daisies I began to see.
Fickle the dream before,
the clearer now it has become.
Ball is Life
I took this photograph of basketball players in Venice California somewhere in my first year living in Los Angeles. It simply defines Los Angeles for me, pictorially.
It is one of my favorite pictures.
Sunflower In Sand
I liked what this represented. I was wrapping up a beach photoshoot and on the way back to solid ground I saw this flower bunch, somewhere you wouldn’t expect them to be.
It reminded me that beautiful things can spring up from places unexpected. It felt like miracles, how they simply come to be and how though off, a thing may be, it can still offer you something if you let it.
Man Alone
I sat at the beach, enjoying my cold overcast afternoon with leaks of sunlight, watching the ocean wave in and out when the most pensive man I most remember ever seeing walked by.
Here is the back of him. The front of him felt private.
Flower Beginnings
People were no longer seeing each other as quarantine was instated. I lived next to a park at the time and since there were no people to photograph and spring had arrived, I would take my camera and go find other things to photograph. Very easily, flowers became my point of focus. Several years Later, I still love photographing them very much, as they’ve become my second favorite thing to photograph. People being first.
Santa Monica Pier
Anyone who knows anything about Santa Monica or SoCal will see this picture and know exactly where it is. The famed Santa Monica Pier. I used to avoid the pier because it felt too “touristy” for a new local like me, till I found out it can be peaceful in the winter when you walk to the end and just watch the ocean ahead, with very little people around.
Santa Monica, CA.
Arabian Nights
I call this Arabian Nights, because as soon as I took the picture and looked at the preview it reminded me of the film, “Lawrence of Arabia”. Another photograph I quite love. So much to feast your eyes on. The layered sky and mountains, the scattered human interaction, the several shades of brown, and the bliss of sunset.
Venice CA
Cliff Dreaming
This was the first photoshoot I ever had in California after I moved to Los Angeles. Shot in the beautiful Palos Verdes. I still preserve that place as somewhere special. Kayla and I wanted to create a beautiful sense of self that represented the western coast where land and sea meet as friends.
Goodbye Day
I remember clearly the first sunset I experienced over the ocean which still remains one of my favorite sunsets. It was in Venice CA, when I first visited LA.
It left me mesmerized, and wanting more, and at the same time, left a satisfaction in my heart. I would be back, and back am I.