Tartine

The sister visited this past weekend, which meant that me and my tummy would be very happy because  when the sun sisters reunite, copious amounts of food tend to be involved. One of the places we tried was Tartine, a cute bakery and restaurant that offers a variety of baked goods and sandwiches. One of their best known menu items is the banana pie tart, which one customer raved was "the only thing I dream about." In addition to the proclamation-worthy banana tart, we also tried the morning bun (reminiscent of Berkeley meal point days but so much better) and to balance out all the sugar (and to convince ourselves we were actually eating a meal) we ordered a croque monsieur as well. 

Sound of the Drums

Playtime in Oakland, venturing into hipster bars serving multitude of craft beers with bartenders who kindly answered "the raspberry one" when I shamelessly asked which beer was the fruitiest of them all.    Seeing all the recent college grads is a bit surreal, hard to believe that it's already been a year since my own graduation and how much goals, futures, and relationships have changed since then. As a newly minted 23 year old, realize that I still have so much to learn but am so damn excited to do so

blurred lines//people's backs

Camo is making a resurgence? Noted how one of the subjects decided to roll up his right pants sleeve, wonder if he did this purely for aesthetic reasons or for more practical reasons (have seen this style adopted by bicyclists).

Love how she dressed up for the day or perhaps the night before never ended..

The hair, the jacket with a smidgen of flannel peeking out, the shoes. 

Not something i would personally wear, but thought the print was unique.

Love this idgaf "Imma wear what I want when I want" attitude. 

His hair, her jacket.

friends

friends 2

friends 3: one of my favorite shots from the day, their happiness is contagious

Camo again!

While I was shooting, this man was a constant fixture on the sidewalk, taking his time smoking a cig, eyes wandering aimlessly. 

Until he decided to cross the street. Makes me wonder where he's going, what he's going to do, what kind of life he lived up to this point.

Also got me thinking about homelessness in SF and brought back memories of Suitcase Clinic at Berkeley. What are we doing to alleviate it, what can we do to prevent it? It's something so prevalent in the Bay and something I've seen so often I've almost become immune to it. Sometimes all it takes is a simple photo to start the dialogue again.

She makes a return appearance

Being in the city again, surrounded by a mass of people, buildings, and sounds, makes me feel so alive and part of an electric collective force..mm city life