Portrait Day number 48: Adam

All I am really going to say is that people like Adam are why I love my job so much!  As are people like Bethany, and Matt, and Steve, and Jaime, and Mikey, and Cliff, and Ting Ting, and Joshua, and the other Joshua, and Marche, and Kimber, and Monica, and Jeff, and Sara, and Heidi, and the Carries, and Paulina, and Samantha, and Marissa, and Tina, and Perry, and Clem, and Twee, and Louis, and Mark...and about fifty other fun-loving people who have filled my world with laughs and good times these past two years.  If I explained this particular evening I had with Adam and Bethany with you, you might be tempted to shake your head and throw your hands up in the air with amused confusion.  Not every trip is this much fun, but I hold on to them to get me through the rough ones.  Thanks, guys!  

Adam.

Adam.

Portrait of a sweet love: #47

The last time I saw these two, we were gathered together with a dozen others around the fire pit at our layover hotel in Boston.  I didn't know they were together...maybe they weren't at that point, maybe that was the night everything started.  All I know is that I already adored the daylights out of Tina, and Perry was fast becoming one of my new favorite pilots.  A month or so later, I saw Perry getting off the plane in Florida when we were getting on and gave him a huge hug.  "Oh wow, I just saw Tina here & thought of you!", remembering that last time I saw her.  Little did I know they knew the other was there.  It took one or two more run-ins like that to realize that two of my favorite people had become a couple.  In the airlines, it's a tricky thing, dating co-workers.  Everyone warns you against it, yet everyone seems to try it at least once.  I, personally, have never attempted the flight attendant/pilot mambo, but if I did, I would only hope that my match would be as good as these two.  Love and laughter, they've got the right combo.  

Tina & Perry

Tina & Perry

Rickshaw Umbrella: Portrait # 46

Waiting in line for a little dance venue called Rickshaw, we met this cool couple Joel & Amanda.  As San Franciscan's do, we chatted it up and became friends before even reaching the door.  It was spitting rain, so Rob pulled out his enormous red umbrella and I just had to swoop in for the photo op!  We planned on staying for only an hour, but ended up dancing all night long with old and new friends as well as strangers, and again came up with one more reason why it sucks to live in San Francisco!  

Joel & Amanda. 

Joel & Amanda. 

Portrait Project, day 45: A push up in the park

Anybody who truly knows me knows my odd obsession with running hills.  Maybe it's because I've lived at the top of hills most of my life.  The street I grew up on, Chamberlain Rd., was the steepest hill in Pasadena.  We lived at the very top.  When I would beg my dad to pick me up from school so that I didn't have to walk up our hill he would say, "You've got two Cadillacs on the ends of those legs!".  So, maybe it wasn't something I was born with, but I grew to love any spot that was high above... Ironically, I have worked as a flight attendant soaring 39,000 feet above the earth for nine years.  

Buena Vista park is just a hop skip from my apartment in the Castro, and it's filled with dozens of pathways that all include hills or stairs.  Normally when I run through BV I see loads of amazing photo ops, and I always wish I had remembered my camera.  Today, I grabbed my little green Fuji and held it in my hand, hoping to cross paths with someone interesting.  Two times around the hill and it was like the Twilight Zone episode where everyone vanished and the guy was trying to figure out what happened.  I decided that I would not give up though, and made a pact that I would keep running until I got my portrait.  It was looking like I would be on a very long run... I decided to turn up the stairs instead of continue on the paved path, and half way up I see a man in red pants dart out in front of me and shout out "Come on! You can do it!"  I said back "aww, I'm just gunna walk these today."   He kept running up and egged me on to follow him, so I kicked it into full gear and ran after him.  At the top, I saw his client on the grass doing push ups, and he called out "10!  9!  8!...."  He looked at me as if to say "You. Get down too!"  So I fell to the ground and joined in for the last count... "7!  6! 5!..."  I got this shot of Shua just before he leapt away with his client for more drills, and I thanked him for the kick in the butt.  He made me promise I'd keep doing the push ups for the rest of my run.  Now, how could I say no to a face like that?  

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Jason just wanted to enjoy a day off of work free from lines and crowds. Unfortunately, he lives in San Francisco. 

Reflection day...

There is so much about this project that I adore.  It has challenged my bravery, made me practice discipline, and has given me something to fear & look forward to each day.  That being said, I have to admit that my favorite thing is this:  I have been documenting a storyboard of my life, and I have a special memory for every single day.  That special memory is captured visually, but it also resonates viscerally.  I read once that what makes us remember some things and not others is the combination of focus + emotion. So much of our lives float by without mention, we just scurry from one thing to another. Sure, we laugh, we drink, we share, we are constantly creating memories... but which ones stick with us beyond a few months or a few years?  Think back to ten years ago... What were you doing?  Who were your friends?  How many details do you remember from that year?  Most likely, the times you remember are the ones filled with a focused emotion.  Joy, anger, fear, laughter, aloneness, desperation, falling in love, heart break, or maybe it is even more simple, like a hello from a stranger that touched your soul, or an animal that stole a glance and stole your heart, or the warmth of the sunshine on your back while you enjoyed a precious view.  During all of these, our minds and hearts are hyper focused and we don't even realize it.  We are living in the moment, letting time stop in order to appreciate.  "They" also say that if you step out of your comfort zone, change up your routine, step into your fears, that it keeps you sharp, releases endorphins, and creates stronger memory.  So, the way I see it, bythe end of this year, I should be an elephant!