Empty Nights, Lonely Nights

Lighted Window

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.

Man Smoking 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.

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.

Laidley Street Lights

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.

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.

Phone Gazers

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.

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.

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.

Old Ford Pickup

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.

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.

Valley Street Night

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.

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.

Bus Stop

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.

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.

Yellow House on Sanchez

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.

Rail Lights

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.

Waiting on Jack (in the Box)

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.

Leaning Yellow 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.

View from 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.

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.

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