Alan Dejecacion

Alan Dejecacion is a photojournalist and documentary photographer living and working in San Francisco.

"I worked as a photojournalist for eight years while living in Los Angeles doing mostly editorial assignments for magazines and as contract photographer for the Gamma-Liaison photographic agency (acquired by Getty Images in 1997). I value the experienced gained from those times, but my approach to making a photograph has changed –partly from being inspired by friends, colleagues, and others. Those days of running around trying to meet deadlines are pretty much over for me. I prefer a much slower pace now, working mostly on long-term documentary projects some of which are posted on my Flickr site. In between these personal projects, the stunning light that we're so blessed here in San Francisco (my home for the last 15 years) is enough to keep me busy. "

Waitress at Rain Tree Cafe watching television on a slow evening.
Irving Street, San Francisco © Alan Dejecacion

Above Jones Street on a morning stroll with my Holga. San Francisco
© Alan Dejecacion

Early morning in December. Broadway Street, San Francisco
© Alan Dejecacion

Waiting for my breakfast at Peter D's. Van Ness Avenue, San Francisco
© Alan Dejecacion

Tony Remington

Tony Remington is a photographer of considerable accomplishment. He has recently been dividing his time between the Philippines and the San Francisco Bay Area.

"My father a Bataan Veteran POW was offered US citzenship. Thus, I was born a hypehnenated American Citizen in Manila, at doon ako pinananak. I grew up in San Francisco's Haight-Ashbury in the postwar fifties and reached adolescence when the country was reinventing itself through the colateral damage of Vietnam and the Civil Rights movement. I'm the diaspora of one country and the metamorphosis of another, and a contradiction to both. In 2006 I was consumed in the flaming embrace of Shiva and was briefly reincarnated in a prank called 'Death By Stork.' "



Pasig City, San Nicolas, Philippines. I caught three schoolgirls waiting for a tricycle after it had rained. The streets were still wet, lit up like sheets of glass flickering under passing headlights. I can still smell the Jeepney exhaust in the hot humid air as the girls laughed and talked without a care. © Tony Remington



Pasig City, San Nicolas, Philippines. I managed to isolate this tricycle as the rain returned. From among the hoards of tricycles found in Pasig City proper, malipit sa palenke, they come out in droves to ferry the children to and from school. I love the streets when they are wet like this. It is etched into my mind, I can still taste it. © Tony Remington



Pasig City, San Nicolas, Philippines. The "Eggman." A man crossing the street with a bag of eggs. My house is in the unmodernized part of Pasig City, free of pretense, Where I could get a clear understanding. © Tony Remington

Pasig City, San Nicolas, Philippines. The world truly is a bizarre composite of contradictions. It wasn't till I lost everything that I realized what i had found, and in doing so revealed an almost unbearable truth about being an American. © Tony Remington