Taken back in November, during sunset, on the Pacific Ocean in San Francisco.
Last night's sunset was beautiful.
The waves were large and thrashing about the shoreline, retreating and leaving behind excessive sea foam on the sand.
It was a constant game of cat and mouse, dodging the sneaker waves as each set rolled in moments apart.
It was a perfect evening.
I haven't been awake photographing sunrise in a few months, so naturally, I miss mornings like this peaceful one from back in February.
I set my alarm with the hopes I would see low fog on the webcams when I woke. Despite there being no fog, I crawled out of bed and made the trek to the north bay anyway. Funny thing is, 95% of the time, it's worth getting up early and taking a chance, but when we are lying in our cozy beds it never seems that way.
You can't get the shot if you're not there.
The HMCS Calgary, a 440ft Halifax-class frigate, has served in the Royal Canadian Navy since 1995.
(This image was taken during the ship's visit to San Francisco during Fleet Week 2015.)
I took this image just before Boom the Styracosaurus was swept out to sea. I enjoyed the few months I spent with you Boom. You will be missed.
I was looking through my archives the other day and stumbled upon this image of Sutro Tower shot from the Marin Headlands on a beautiful, fog morning in 2013.
I haven't been out to the headlands to shoot the fog much since, but I definitely can remember how glorious this morning was.
Because who doesn't love dinosaurs.
Nature has some incredible healing qualities. There's something about fresh air, your toes in the sand, leaves rustling in every direction, critters dancing around your feet and the open sky above your head that creates a sort of natural high.
Watching this sunset being painted in the sky was magical. I had been spying on the clouds all afternoon and hoped it would unfold like it did. When I arrived at the beach, I was shocked to see I was the only person on the sand.
When I began taking photos of abandoned locations eight years ago, I always assumed there'd be a return visit to these sites and my friends and I would always talk about "the next time." But over the years, I have learned that each visit should be treated as the last because these relics can wind up inaccessible or demolished very quickly.
This photo was taken during my first visit to a beautiful glass building, a machine shop, at the former Hunter's Point Naval Shipyard in San Francisco back in 2006. I made a few visits over the next two years, but when the site became much more difficult to access, I never made it back to this building.
Rex lurks on a rock near the sea hoping for a late night snack to emerge from the water.
(Dusk. 30 second exposure. Lit with a Protmachines LED2 light.)
Bronty and Rex watch the sunset from Treasure Island in San Francisco.
Karl the Fog creeps in over downtown San Francisco on a March evening.
Delicious fog creeping in over the city of San Francisco.
Last night, I had intentions of shooting sunset at one of the local beaches. I watched the wispy clouds all day hoping they'd stick around and rushed back to the city in the afternoon, but as sunset neared, the clouds disappeared and the fog rolled in too thick for my original plans.
Today, I never intended to shoot the sunset, but once I noticed a less dense fog creeping over my house in Twin Peaks, I figured tonight, I'd embrace it. I grabbed my bag and rushed out the door and arrived at the Twin Peaks lookout just in time to capture a few shots of the city basking in a pink glow.
I hung out and waited for blue hour, which happens to be my absolute favorite time of day for photos, and captured this image while chatting to a marketing rep from+pashadelic. From the lookout, I didn't notice City Hall was lit up in rainbow colors, so that was a nice surprise when I began editing the images.
Foggy morning at the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco.