Congrats to San Diego Football Club and their intense, welcoming, passionate fans, Frontera SD. Their inaugural season was one for the ages. First place in the MLS Western Conference. Now on to the playoffs and the chase for the MLS Cup. Good luck boys, knowing your fans will be there with you every step of the way.
Portraits of the SDFC Ultras
Reuben
Cirillo
Rodrigo
Jasmine
Eric
Dee
Reefah
Jasmine
Robert
Abby
Amado
Hector
Have you ever had one of those neighbors? Not the one that makes your life miserable, but the other – the one that enriches your life. That was Adam and Taylor. Adam and Taylor were dream neighbors – quiet, respectful, super interesting. Even our dog Duke and their dog Soul were besties. Life is good when you have awesome neighbors. During their time living in the granny flat Adam bought a vintage Italian Vespa. I would occasionally see the 2 of them come and go on the scooter. I loved this romantic vignette of youth. Before they moved, I shot a short video and some portraits to capture their spirit. We miss them already.
Soul, with Adam and Taylor
Americana is an ongoing, unpublished body of work created at the intersection of the American landscape and mankind’s stamp. From the backroads of rural America to the inner cities, the images subtly explore the quirky, oft overlooked, sites and moments. I seek out locations, landmarks and events that make America’s cultural and natural landscape unique.
By 9AM Saturday morning most major news outlets had called the election for Joe Biden. The random car horns started shortly thereafter. By 11AM University Ave in Hillcrest was bumper to bumper and as loud as a concert. After 4 years of the Trump Administration and 8 months of the pandemic the Left was ready to erupt. In San Diego they took to the streets for a spontaneous car parade. While the still images don’t do the sound justice they do capture the jubilance. The video gives a sense of the wall of sound.
Quarantine is tough. I’m not writing anything the world doesn’t already know. Parents with school age children are saints. Work from home is difficult, at best. Isolation and anxiety are rampant. The streets here in San Diego have often resembled a dystopian movie set. Empty and trafficless. But the lockdown created a unique rhythm to life. A quiet, peaceful cadence also developed on the streets.
As tough as it’s been, there have even been a few bright spots. Some things are even better.
The air got cleaner, crisper: Automobile traffic is a fraction of its normal volume. Within a matter of days air quality improved. You could smell, even taste, the difference.
It’s eerily quiet. Cities are noisy; really, really noisy. With bars, clubs, and restaurants all closed it’s been noticeably muted. In our neighborhood, Friday and Saturday, usually a cacophony of sounds, are exceptionally serene.
Running down the middle of the street: that feeling of going for a run and the streets are your personal track.
Family time: fractioned tribes have migrated back to the roost. Families are taking advantage of forced togetherness. Quality family time is abundant. Nobody is rushing from here to there and back again. The pace has slowed to a crawl. Life is slower, more peaceful.
Quarantine has not been easy, but there have been a few silver linings along the way.
Stay Safe out there. It’s far from over.
