Jan 2 2024, I strolled around Shoreline Blvd where I commuted to every day for 8 years. I passed by Sport Page bar. It was unusually quiet and vacant. The corner of Charleston/Shoreline/Sterlin Ct in Mountain View is every thing begun. There was Hope, Ambition, and Getting Lost. These photos were taken not for any…
2024 is here, and the other years felt like yesterday
I died in 2020, figuratively speaking. I found life again in 2021, and with that, I found another hope. 2021 to 2022 We, with Jeff and Tai and the cats, welcomed 2022 in Joshua Tree. That was fun, filled with laughter. To me, it was filled with hope. I woke up early in the morning,…
Stockton and Merida and Sunnyvale
I would want to drive or to walk away, far away. I would enjoy such a trip for no particular reason. I read somewhere that photography is about instilling the feelings in to each frame, and so, I tried. UPO campus was quiet in a Sunday/Saturday morning. I was looking for something. Memories? Peace, or…
Indiana in December 2023
I will make this the last post of 2023. That was Christmas 2023 and I was in Indianapolis. Indy was cold and foggy, but peaceful. Or should I say “tranquility”. How much I have missed and need it!
Where Fate Met Destiny
This is where everything begun! It started with a last minute paperwork hiccup on my part and I ended up going to CSU Hayward, now known as CSU East Bay, in 2005. That was a period of time with a lot of uncertainties. The entire future was cloudy. I guess the future is always foggy…
Shadows of the Past
We drove past this little cute downtown sometimes in 2021. SoCal is perhaps a special place where many connections were forged. Mamiya m645 – medium format. No matter what paths we take, there are always shadows of the past.
Leaving Behind
Mamiya m645 – Somewhere near Communication Hill – I have a few photos of chairs. Each has a different tone. Rather than calling it “leaving behind”, I shall name it “left behind”.
Alone
I can’t remember when I began to enjoy moments of loneliness. I guess the better word is “tranquility” where it is simply “me” surrounded by the world, either material or immaterial, either human or no-human. I recalled walking quite distance in Santa Cruz and Pomona. Lots of thoughts passed by my eyes as if I…
Lost Time
I am always fascinated by the concept of space-time. Space is tangible, surrounding us; but time is unseen, yet powerful, if not, ruthless. It is a one way street, no u-turn. Once time is lost, what does it leave behind? There are a number of years in my life when time, seemingly, zipped by like…