6:40am. 75 degrees cool. The sun was just beginning to reach the horizon. I parked my car in a neighborhood known as SoFi, which refers to it’s exact location—south of Fifth Ave on the Beach. I used to live in this area when I was living and working in Miami over the summer months. It was a comfortable hello after my (at the time, I thought) final goodbye. The beach is alluring, no one can deny it. Crystal beaches with blue hues that stretch far beyond any color spectrum. Perfectly groomed palm trees. Color palettes of warm pastels highlighted by neon trim lights. Once illuminated the city literally glows in technicolor. Aesthetic paradise.
The Art Deco district is primarily concentrated in about 20 blocks on the Beach. Although, it’s prominent vernacular motifs and artistic colorings are seen in almost every neighborhood in Miami, and even the entire state of Florida I’ve found. Anyway, I pack my camera backpack with every camera tool I have, stuff a lightweight tripod in there somehow, jump on my bike and start cruising down Ocean Ave. I travel lightly when I know I have lots of ground to cover. And usually I am the only human within several blocks when I shoot cities at sunrise. I was pleasantly shocked to see how vibrant the movement was that early. And I don’t know why I expected anything less. To see the sun rise slowly between hundreds of palm trees as they cast lengthy cool shadows over the facades of the City’s most famed hotels and attractions is a scene from a romantic dream. 76 degrees with soft sun and a gentle misty atmosphere blowing against my skin gave me goosebumps on the back of my neck. I was smitten for the unconstrained romance the city gives me. It was actually… perfect. It was actually unreal. I live and breathe for those moments. It becomes a matter of racing against the Earth. Light is a tool, utilize it to the best of your ability. Even if it calls for early wake-up times and ungodly amounts of caffeine. The dedication to becoming a particular person who approaches life creatively isn’t easy & it takes patience. A virtue artists share mutually.
" We’re all waiting for the earth to turn. "
The body of work is one I’m overjoyed to share with those who follow my work closely. It’s been one that has taken almost a year to produce. And the whole body has been shot over 4 days. The familiar smell of the streets, whose sidewalks are even painted pastel colors, to the apologetic shade from palms on the hot high-light afternoons have treated me well. I’ll walk away from this city for the last time, perhaps not, with a sense of accomplishment. For once I have received in return what I’ve given to a city—admiration and a landscape perfectly fit for the looker in me. Until next time, Miami.