I’ve always had long hair since pre-school. I remember it was so thick rubber bands would just snap from my thick pony tails. When I was 20 I was a hair model for Sebastian in Los Angeles for a brief period of time. They loved Asian hair because it grows fast and thick (generally), and it was just hair to me, it would grow back, that’s how I saw it. They decided to give me a really framed, modern cut, and leveled, almost architectural-like and I got really scared. It was then that I felt emotionally connected to my hair, just as I was about to lose chunks of it. Since then, I’ve never liked getting my hair cut, and when I've decided to, I've made it count by drastically cutting it, and typically after a negative situation in my life that I want rid of. So my hair essentially became my timeline. When I moved to San Francisco almost 3.5 years ago, my hair was almost waistline. I’ve had my hair cut drastically 3 times since, with each cut memorializing the same gesture of “resetting”, as before, and looking ahead to new experiences, challenges and blessings. So you see, my hair...well, it’s more than just hair to me. #NewGrowth #LoveGrowth #TimeLines #Blessings
I love flowers. I try to get fresh ones every Saturday. Flowers can be triggers for sentimental thoughts and reminders of what love is, what love should be...of what love can be. I began to think about how fast time is going by, and how love can seem to make time still amidst all the cacophony. I wanted to capture the truth of what I was feeling...that time flies. Love doesn't.
A few months ago I wanted to take a whirl at taking portraits, but with a twist, which meant I needed someone natural, with slight curves, comfortable and humorous in her skin, and who knew how to move (not pose) on her own. My friend Erica fit the bill and naturally obliged with good attitude. I worked only with natural morning light and used a basic Canon camera. There was no time limit, just me and a friend, laughing and talking with shots in between, which is exactly how I envisioned it. Simple. Beautiful. Natural.
I love living in San Francisco. Living amidst beautiful architecture and scenery gives me little to no excuse to not capture them, even on my iPhone. I've come to love a few favorite spots to gather thoughts and just breathe. Near water and some sort of magnificent structure is always nice.
Tofu, my white Boxer has given me unconditional love since 11weeks, and now at 2 years old she is just as hot of mess as me. I memorialized yesterday with a shot of our reflections off the water in San Francisco. Tofu loves the water. She's very much loved. She's my Thelma.