About the Collection
I’ve lived most of my life about 40 minutes south of San Francisco, California. I’ve trekked into (what I lovingly call) the city a few times a week for years, and it feels more like home than the suburbs I live in. Still, that distance allows me to avoid becoming desensitized to the frenzy of the city. Whenever I first step foot onto the proper urban street, the energy just feels different. The air of sterility becomes a distant memory. People are out and about in a way that doesn’t happen in the suburbs. That interaction and connection leads to a certain magic that only the city can offer. I’ve witnessed these moments time and again. Sometimes it’s baffling. Other times, it’s preposterous. My favorite is when they’re absurd. In any case, it reminds me of how unpredictable and wondrous the world is. It reminds me that all of history has led up to this very moment. And I’m the opposite of bored.
©Tony Le
