While the corners are occupied by the creative few, San Francisco too has it’s share of poverty showing its face every now and then. That apart, out citizens have habit of wasting food – lots of it. All the cartons come with expiry dates and not all can be chewed or digested by everyone. Where do those food end? In the dumpsters off course!
 
 
 

 
 
We don’t need to see such images to know the truth. But the situation was quite compelling. Bordered along one of the most fashionable and costly lingerie …

Update: San Francisco Street Artists (0507-001) on Photoduniya.com
 
I wrote about Chen Wei sometime back – he is one of the saxophone players who spends the evenings and after work hours playing at various corners of San Francisco.
 
 
 

 
 
Chen works at a restaurant during the day to keep the living. The evenings and night are mostly spent playing the saxophone. He does it mainly to keep the art alive in him and it also helps if people donate some money. But boy! you should see how he pours his heart and soul …

Update: Faces from San Francisco (0607-001) on Photoduniya.com
 
Life on the streets is always hard, always, be in the richest city in the world or the poorest – life on the streets do not change. It’s harsh, unforgiving and relentless, where there is a very thin line between being a human and an animal. For the ones who have a roof on their head and food on their table, it’s hard to imagine that the days are longer and the nights unending when you are fighting for a 5 by 2 …

At 6 o’ clock, the Powell BART station is crowed with daily commuters, shoppers and tourists. This time in summer, the sun is fairly strong and people coming out of Bloomingdale’s have to take a moment to adjust to the warm air.
While people went on their way, I kept staring at one who sat on a road side “assistance”. I could not figure out how someone could sit on a tapered fire hydrant? And he seemed not to mind the discomfort that pointy iron seat might cause! In fact, …

Gary Istafano, I think thats what he muttered when I sat down beside him to take a few pictures. It was almost dusk and I was winding up for the day when I happened to spot Gary sharing his worldly views with the tourists who stopped for a picture in front of China Town.
 

 
Gary has traveled widely, when we was in the army. He has a keenness to identify if a passerby is a “good guy” or a “bad guy”, but his indulgence in the “bottled drinks” impairs is judgment …