I was privileged enough to take a road trip up the California coast with my best friends, ending in San Francisco during Pride. Along the way, we stopped in Santa Cruz, wandered through the redwoods, and climbed tree nets like kids again.
In the city, we explored neighborhoods, people-watched in Dolores Park, and soaked in the unique energy of Pride week. Sometimes, I wandered off on my own with my camera, drawn to the faces and stories of the people around me.
One of the most powerful moments was witnessing the Lesbian March. I’d never seen anything like it — thousands of women marching in unity and strength. It was said to be the biggest the city has ever seen, and it reminded me just how vital representation and visibility are. It was an unforgettable experience , one that deepened my love for photography and the communities it allows me to connect with.