I love shooting sports, with this particular basketball game being the first time I shot sports. It was a pick-up game that a few of my friends played in my grandma’s church. I didn’t have great equipment at the time, shooting with a kit lens under very poor lighting conditions. But by sheer luck and an accurate flick of the wrist, I was able to get this tracking shot of my friend James. I really didn’t know too much of what I was doing, but sometimes you just get lucky with these things.

/// Photo 2/29 from 2006

When I was in high school, I used to be in the armed military drill team, the Lords of Discipline. Not to be confused with cheerleading, we were members of the JROTC, who specialized in regulation military drill, as well as exhibition drill which involved spinning and tossing 13lb. demilitarized M1 Garands. At home, I would practice with cardboard pipes which emulated the width of the rifle. One day, I looked through the pipe and placed it up against the light. I then placed my camera through the hole and took this picture.

///Photo 4/29 from 2006

The first day I received my camera, I had an assignment to shoot some interesting photos around my high school, an assignment requested by my friend Robyn (Runaway Apricot). Looking back at my images, a lot of them sucked. It was my first day with my first DSLR and I didn’t know what the hell I was doing. But with that, came a mentality of shooting everything. That’s how this photo of my classroom’s flag happened.

///Photo 5/29 from 2006

When I saw this in San Francisco, I had to take a picture. What I found interesting was the juxtaposition of an Asian couple eating with the backdrop of an American flag with the image of Marilyn Monroe splashed on it. The backdrop of what many consider America to be can symbolized by that very flag that hangs in the restaurant. But take a closer look, America is changing and the definition of American is as well.

///Photo 10/29 from 2006

I could never anticipate how difficult it was to photograph gymnastics for the first time. Their speed, grace and power was a challenge to keep up with, but it was incredibly impressive to witness first hand. I didn’t get many great shots that night, but this particular photo was one of my favorite examples of team dynamic, which is a big reason why I love shooting sports so much.

/// Photo 25/31 from 2007

I was raised in Fort Washington, MD, near the border of SE Washington DC. As someone who grew up in the DMV (DC, MD, VA) area, I ate crabs. Not just any crabs, but the blue crabs that the Chesapeake Bay is famous for. Just outside the Jefferson Memorial is the Maine Avenue Fish Market, the place where locals get their seafood fresh from the Bay. Though they don’t get their product from the waters on which the market floats atop of (trust you don’t want anything from those dirty waters), they offer a good variety of seafood for customers to purchase. The biggest seller is the blue crabs which are sold by the bushel, all while still crawling over each other in a bed of ice. The smell and sight of the market reminds me of my childhood and enjoying the hard shelled delights.

///Photo 6/29 from 2006

When I joined the Blue & Gold, Cal’s yearbook, as a photographer, we had an assignment to take several photos of various subjects on campus. One of the photos we had to take was of the Campanile, Berkeley’s clock tower also known as Sather Tower, but to take a photo of the Campanile that people normally don’t see. People normally see the entrance of the tower so they can take the ride to the top, and often overlook the giant green head of Abraham Lincoln. I always loved how peculiar Honest Abe was on the back of the Campanile. 

/// Photo 3/31 from 2007

My very first assignment for the Daily Californian was to cover a visit from CA Senator Feinstein at UC Berkeley. I remember getting the call that February morning to grab my camera and head to the top floor of Barrows Hall and not to forget the cutline. I remember how nervous I was, walking into my first assignment and trying to make sure I got the shot. Still brand new to me, photojournalism was a bit out of my comfort zone, being able to go up to complete strangers and get their information so I could post a picture of them on the newspaper. The glass between myself and Senator Feinstein sort of defines this, a realm I am beginning to involve myself in and get close to, while still maintaining my distance out of first time jitters.

/// Photo 18/31 from 2007

If you don’t already know, Berkeley, CA is a quirky place. It’s a place where homeless people play WoW on their laptops (who knows how they got one in the first place). It’s a place that used to have a restaurant that served milk & cereal. It’s a place that has protests protesting protests. Berkeley is so quirky, that the people who live here, hardly notice it anymore. The very popular vintage store, Mars, is no exception this quirky attitude. Every so often, it would update it’s storefront with weird mannequin settings and it’s signboard with various messages. I resonated with this particular note, “I want Pluto to be a planet again.” I remember growing up, I always knew our solar system as one with nine planets. It’s a crazy for me to think that my kids will go to elementary school and learn that there are technically eight planets (unless their materials are super old like my elementary school, where Russia was still labeled as the USSR). Those were definitely the good ol’ days.

/// Photo 2/31 from 2007

One day, when I was in the photo room of the Daily Californian, I received a call from my photo editor, Salgu ( She told me a bus was on fire on the corner of Ellsworth and Bancroft and to get some photos of it. I grabbed my camera and ran down the street to the bus, to find out it was only a very small piece of the bus caught on fire and was no immediate threat to anyone around it. Nevertheless, the Berkeley Fire Dept. was there to extinguish the fire. Although that day wasn’t as dangerous, they always put themselves on the line in the face of danger to rescue those who need that saving hand.

/// Photo 14/31 from 2007

Sometimes, anywhere with a desk and quiet is the perfect place to study. While waiting for my film class screening to start, I was taking a few shots around Dwinelle Hall where I found this girl studying outside the lecture hall. Although this area is one of the busiest during the earlier hours, she was able to find quiet solitude to delve herself into her studies.

/// Photo 1/31 from 2007

In 2007, I learned the photo technique of light writing. Although very simple, it can serve for many hours of fun. When I learned how to do it, I set my camera up on a tripod, took my red metal flashlight in my hand, and as I learned in middle school, I did a figure-8. As you can see by this photo, I tried a bunch of different things too, but ended up with something cool looking at the end.

/// Photo 22/31 from 2007

Electrical posts are often used as bulletin boards of the community. People frequently post up “Missing,” “Help Wanted,” “Sale,” or “Concert” signs. This particular electrical sign on Durant Ave. has seen its fair share of postings. Each staple on it signifies a message that was at one point being posted to the Berkeley community. 

/// Photo 9/31 from 2007 

The Main Stacks of Doe Library is the most popular place to study when it gets to Finals time. Located underground, this library is known for being open 24 hours/day when it’s Finals season. The stress in silence can be felt immensely by just watching people study here for just a few minutes. Even looking for a desk to study at can be stressful at this time, because everyone is there for the same purpose, to cram.

/// Photo 8/31 from 2007

On an incredibly hot and humid summer evening, I went down the street to take some photos of a few of my friends skate. That day was full of ollies and kickflips over various obstacles like cinder blocks, vitamin water bottles, and bodies. Davis, who has been featured before, is doing an ollie over two people. I’d like to say that he cleared them both, but my memory can get foggy going back five years.

/// Photo 6/31 from 2007

Sather Gate is one of the iconic landmarks of the UC Berkeley campus. It used to be the end of Telegraph Ave. and signified the entry to campus. Although the campus expanded, it still remained as a staple of the landscape, photographed an incredible amount of times,  even as a backdrop to Martin Luther King Jr. What I found that often goes unnoticed is the metalwork, specifically the heart shapes. I always found the way they worked the shape into the design to be quite pleasing to the eye and wanted to capture that in this photo.

/// Photo 5/31 from 2007