Category: Night People

  • Dark Tower

    Dark Tower

    I was around eight years old when I first stepped into a tall, frighteningly swaying, apartment building. I remember darting to the window to see if the building was falling. Seven years of ferry crossings had not prepared me for a building that moved like a boat. As an adult, I learned the fear quelling…

  • Smoke Shop

    Smoke Shop

    I wonder if cities would be a lot darker and less visually appealing at night if stores, like this one, with numerous LED signs didn’t exist? From my casual observations, East Bay suburban downtowns, are often dark and empty, and despite aspirations of safety, feel less hospitable. 

  • Surveillance


    When I was a hyper self-conscious teenager, I wouldn’t dare adjust any part of my clothing in public. Now, half a century later, I couldn’t care less who is looking at me and why. Self-consciousness means something else and feeling embarrassed faded when I became a parent. I also think, sidestepping electronic surveillance, we are…

  • Yellow Wall

    Yellow Wall

    I resemble this man and many of the other black men, standing outside of restaurants and stores in the Bay Area, who rely on acts of kindness from strangers to eat. He, and the other man on the other side of the drive-through, are silently hoping for Generosity to motivate someone to share.  A man…

  • Wheelchair & Red Car

    Wheelchair & Red Car

    With is each revolution of the Earth, I lose a a tiny bit of life. From birth, I was told to believe that morality, and merit would protect me from sickness, exploitation, loneliness, and even death. My mother also told me I had “hard ears”. Sometimes the lack of compliance is a signal of healthy…

  • Man with Red Bike

    Man with Red Bike

    I see a lot of men standing outside of convenience, stores at night as I work. Sometimes they ask for money, other times they ask for food, and sometimes they just seem to be standing there because there’s a light on other people around.