Urban

Blue House

I often wander the late night streets of San Francisco. Alone or with my camera. This sleeping town glows with dim colors enveloped by darkness. Few shadowy figures like myself drift from one neon sign to the next, slowly and unperceived. This emptiness is the subject of my photographs. It’s a beautiful space to be in. I share it with you.

Antique Clock Repair Shop

I often wander the late night streets of San Francisco. Alone or with my camera. This sleeping town glows with dim colors enveloped by darkness. Few shadowy figures like myself drift from one neon sign to the next, slowly and unperceived. This emptiness is the subject of my photographs. It’s a beautiful space to be in. I share it with you.

Red Mini

I often wander the late night streets of San Francisco. Alone or with my camera. This sleeping town glows with dim colors enveloped by darkness. Few shadowy figures like myself drift from one neon sign to the next, slowly and unperceived. This emptiness is the subject of my photographs. It’s a beautiful space to be in. I share it with you.

Lighted Doorway

I often wander the late night streets of San Francisco. Alone or with my camera. This sleeping town glows with dim colors enveloped by darkness. Few shadowy figures like myself drift from one neon sign to the next, slowly and unperceived. This emptiness is the subject of my photographs. It’s a beautiful space to be in. I share it with you.

Comerford Alley

I often wander the late night streets of San Francisco. Alone or with my camera. This sleeping town glows with dim colors enveloped by darkness. Few shadowy figures like myself drift from one neon sign to the next, slowly and unperceived. This emptiness is the subject of my photographs. It’s a beautiful space to be in. I share it with you.

Tour de Force

Bridge over San Jose Avenue

A pedestrian bridge used by a cyclist to cross over the San Jose Ave Expressway and Muni tracks. This image is from an on-going self-directed project about urban pathways in San Francisco

SOMA Skyline

SOMA Skyline

Speed Humps

Moonrise over Dolores

A dimly lit pedestrian crosswalk on Dolores Street, San Francisco, partially illuminated by a rising full moon and an open cafe. This image is from an on-going self-directed project about urban pathways in San Francisco.

Dolores Valley Night Fog

Noeteca Cafe Early Morning Fog v2

Dolores Street Palm and Early Morning Fog

Dolores Street Palm Trees and Early Morning Fog

Valley Street Victorian

I often wander the late night streets of San Francisco. Alone or with my camera. This sleeping town glows with dim colors enveloped by darkness. Few shadowy figures like myself drift from one neon sign to the next, slowly and unperceived. This emptiness is the subject of my photographs. It’s a beautiful space to be in. I share it with you.

The Leaning Vics

Jingletown Warehouse

I often wander the late night streets of San Francisco. Alone or with my camera. This sleeping town glows with dim colors enveloped by darkness. Few shadowy figures like myself drift from one neon sign to the next, slowly and unperceived. This emptiness is the subject of my photographs. It’s a beautiful space to be in. I share it with you.

Red Lanterns

Haystack Pizza

I often wander the late night streets of San Francisco. Alone or with my camera. This sleeping town glows with dim colors enveloped by darkness. Few shadowy figures like myself drift from one neon sign to the next, slowly and unperceived. This emptiness is the subject of my photographs. It’s a beautiful space to be in. I share it with you.

Calzone's

I often wander the late night streets of San Francisco. Alone or with my camera. This sleeping town glows with dim colors enveloped by darkness. Few shadowy figures like myself drift from one neon sign to the next, slowly and unperceived. This emptiness is the subject of my photographs. It’s a beautiful space to be in. I share it with you.

Mona Lisa

I often wander the late night streets of San Francisco. Alone or with my camera. This sleeping town glows with dim colors enveloped by darkness. Few shadowy figures like myself drift from one neon sign to the next, slowly and unperceived. This emptiness is the subject of my photographs. It’s a beautiful space to be in. I share it with you.

Washington Street

I often wander the late night streets of San Francisco. Alone or with my camera. This sleeping town glows with dim colors enveloped by darkness. Few shadowy figures like myself drift from one neon sign to the next, slowly and unperceived. This emptiness is the subject of my photographs. It’s a beautiful space to be in. I share it with you.

Chinatown

I often wander the late night streets of San Francisco. Alone or with my camera. This sleeping town glows with dim colors enveloped by darkness. Few shadowy figures like myself drift from one neon sign to the next, slowly and unperceived. This emptiness is the subject of my photographs. It’s a beautiful space to be in. I share it with you.

Windows of Chinatown

Mission Street SF, 3/21/15 – Dozens of Low Riders and strewn flower petals blow by the Mission Cultural Center where friends, family and supporters gathered to commorate the 1st anniversary of Alex Nieto’s death.