A recurring set. I see an unusual amount of abandoned grocery carts living in Alhambra. So much so that there’s actually a service that picks up the stray carts and delivers them back to their respective locations. This is my own study in geometry and an exploration in the feelings of being used, abandoned, and isolated through the carts as a metaphor.
This photo was taken at a food stand in the Rosebowl Stadium where they hold monthly flea markets. It was a beautiful sunny day and the light shining through these umbrellas caught my attention. As you may or may not know, me and my girlfriend just love anything cheap / interesting / that can be had for a bargain, so this event was like heaven for us. One thing we need to bring on the next flea market: a grocery cart.
These following weeks I am going to be busy moving my stuff to an old place far from the city. It is bittersweet. I am going to miss walking around the city and taking snapshots of people, like this one above. On the flipside, the place I’m moving in offers a different set of visual elements to capture. I hope all goes well.
It rained quite a bit this morning but that didn’t stop me from going out on my usual morning ride. It was 30 miles of cold sprinkles and ferocious headwinds, but it was all fun. There’s something personally satisfying finishing a hard soggy ride and seeing a really dirty bike. I bet, if my bike has feelings, it would’ve been proud of itself.