I'm so glad you found me! I'm a San Francisco photographer, and this blog charts my journey in the ever-evolving world of photography. One of the things I love about photography is that it's a journey, not a destination. I'm constantly learning and meeting wonderful people. Please peruse the blog to your heart's content, then check out my website and feel free to contact me! (I love hearing from you.)

“Which of my photographs is my favorite? The one I’m going to take tomorrow." – Imogen Cunningham

“A portrait is not made in the camera but on either side of it.” – Edward Steichen

Rice

Water Buffalo


Vietnamese people believe that the water buffalo is a god. Long ago, the water buffalo god lived in the sky, and he was sent to earth with two gifts: grass and rice. The god of the sky told the buffalo to plant the rice first, and the grass second. But the water buffalo forgot the order when he reached earth and planted grass first. The grass grew quickly, and filled up the available land. Then the water buffalo planted the rice. But because he planted it second, it only grew in a few places, and was more difficult to cultivate. The sky god was angry with the water buffalo, and as punishment he was turned into his present form and had to stay on earth forever, helping humans with their work and farming.

Karst


A closeup of one of the limestone karsts in Tam Coc. They are so beautiful and dramatic.

Jeeps


Some of the roads in Vietnam, especially in the more rural areas, are not so good. The answer? These vehicles right here.

Lensbaby, f2, probably 800 ISO, don't remember the shutter speed. Not quite fast enough, I think.

Last of Sapa



Thought I'd give you two images for my last post about Sapa. If you ever have a chance to go, I would highly recommend it. It's just stunning, and the people are so friendly and wonderful.

The Dance

A quick snap of some children dancing we saw in Sapa. The girl on the right is wearing a traditional Hmong jacket, which they make by hand from hemp they grow themselves, and dye with indigo they grow in their gardens. And then the sleeves are embroidered painstakingly by hand. Although 'progress' happens everywhere, the hill tribes in Sapa seem to keep to their old traditions, while incorporating new conveniences, like cell phones.