Scant Francisco (2008)

There’s a certain fervor to San Francisco, a feeling that hasn’t been duplicated for me in any other place. I’m not saying its better, nor worse. I’m merely trying to convey an emotion you feel but can’t ever really put your finger on a perfect definition. I’ve visited twice and felt much the same way each time. I’ve even considered living there for a stint but the fear of that feeling fading from permanency holds me back for now.

There’s history, culture, passion, wealth, and struggle in every direction you look. It’s raw, vibrant, anxious, and peaceful. There’s love, kindness, hatred, and depression. It’s in the air, in the waves, in the cracks, and between the bricks. I guess it has everything that most large cities have, but there’s this sharp declaration which envelopes every sense and lets you know that you couldn’t be anywhere else but San Francisco.

There’s immeasurable amounts of cool shit to experience and zero explanations that justify my witness. You just have to go. Go view it from all angles, all perspectives, and all neighborhoods. Take it all in and know some of its elements will never leave you.

I took this photo from a roof top in the Lower Haight section. I used my Canon S5 which has been modified to only capture Infrared light and used a Tilt-Shift effect which causes objects to appear some what miniaturized. I loved the fog rolling in from over the hill enveloping the base of Sutro Tower as the sun shone bright upon the houses cramming the slope.