Yesterday was San Francisco’s Brides of March. When I was making my way over to the meeting spot (Tunnel Top), I cut through Union Square, only to find a Free Syria Rally taking place. I immediately thought, “Uh oh, this is part of the Brides of March route…” I continued onwards to the Brides of March’s starting point.As the Brides made their way towards Union Square, a part of me was hoping that the Free Syria rally would have ended by the time the Brides have arrived. Nope - the rally was still in full swing as this large group of Brides descended upon Union Square. I was nervous - I mean really, anything could happen. This could potentially be bad. But something quite beautiful happened: the rallyers mingled with the Brides, and the Brides mingled with the rallyers. And as the Brides posed for a group portrait in the middle of the Square, the Free Syria rallyers cheered them on.San Francisco, man.
The majority of photographs I took yesterday were on black and white film. But until I develop them, here’s an iPhone/Instagram image for you to enjoy in the meantime.

Yesterday was San Francisco’s Brides of March. When I was making my way over to the meeting spot (Tunnel Top), I cut through Union Square, only to find a Free Syria Rally taking place. I immediately thought, “Uh oh, this is part of the Brides of March route…” I continued onwards to the Brides of March’s starting point.

As the Brides made their way towards Union Square, a part of me was hoping that the Free Syria rally would have ended by the time the Brides have arrived. Nope - the rally was still in full swing as this large group of Brides descended upon Union Square. 

I was nervous - I mean really, anything could happen. This could potentially be bad. But something quite beautiful happened: the rallyers mingled with the Brides, and the Brides mingled with the rallyers. And as the Brides posed for a group portrait in the middle of the Square, the Free Syria rallyers cheered them on.

San Francisco, man.

The majority of photographs I took yesterday were on black and white film. But until I develop them, here’s an iPhone/Instagram image for you to enjoy in the meantime.

Today is the first day of December, and it’s during this month that I reflect more on the year as it reaches a close.
Above is my left hand, hooked up to an IV and monitors and stuff. I took this image before I was whisked away to surgery to remove some precancerous cells within me. What followed was a sometimes hellish recovery, but recovered I did, with the sheer knowledge that these cells were removed just before it reached a dangerous and spreadable stage.  Needless to say, I dodged a big bullet.
May 2011 | iPhone | Instagram

Today is the first day of December, and it’s during this month that I reflect more on the year as it reaches a close.

Above is my left hand, hooked up to an IV and monitors and stuff. I took this image before I was whisked away to surgery to remove some precancerous cells within me. What followed was a sometimes hellish recovery, but recovered I did, with the sheer knowledge that these cells were removed just before it reached a dangerous and spreadable stage.  Needless to say, I dodged a big bullet.

May 2011 | iPhone | Instagram

A variation of the photo I posted on Little Brown Book. Originally taken with the iPhone’s Hipstamatic app, this version has the Instagram app’s “Gotham” filter applied.

A variation of the photo I posted on Little Brown Book. Originally taken with the iPhone’s Hipstamatic app, this version has the Instagram app’s “Gotham” filter applied.

This is my postcard to you.

Sadly, I’m only here for a couple of days.

iPhone | Instagram | Kaanapali, Maui, Hawaii | Yve Fontilea

This is my postcard to you.

Sadly, I’m only here for a couple of days.

iPhone | Instagram | Kaanapali, Maui, Hawaii | Yve Fontilea