second home.
ode II: chicago
The following photographs are the embodiment of the past 22 years I’ve spent traveling to Chicago. My dad spent his formative years there, and in a way, I did too.
The following photographs are ambiguous. This trip is both one of many and one of a kind, all at the same time.
The following photographs are telling for me. Individually, they don’t mean much and are quite unmoving. But together, within the context of my life, they tell a different story.
One of fondness, nostalgia, and ardor.
An ode to my second home.
special thanks to: gma dian, uncle sabin and friends, uncles quincy & nando, aunt sandra, joan, amanda gentry, the garfield park conservatory and all the hands that prepared all the wonderful food i indulged in.
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1.24.2019