just me.

marina.

chelsearoberson — Sat, 10 Dec 2011 23:15:25 +0000

miguel.

chelsearoberson — Fri, 21 Oct 2011 21:29:29 +0000

Miguel is a real estate agent in Tijuana. He was also the best dressed man at the 2011 Tequila Expo.

fireworks on the beach.

chelsearoberson — Fri, 08 Jul 2011 18:19:29 +0000

It’s kind of a given that anyone with even the slightest bit of shutterbug lurking within them will have their camera out and at the ready for their local fireworks on the Fourth of July. No one can resist trying to get a unique shot of something so fun and beautiful to photograph…and who can blame them?! Imperial Beach, the town I [still] reside in just south of San Diego, had their first firework show this year. They set off the rockets from the pier and everyone gathered on the beach to watch them light up the sky. I’ll admit, it was one of the better shows I’ve seen in my time. I, liked every other camera-wielding individual out there, took quite a few shots of the show, but this one was my favorite.

riding in cars with boys.

chelsearoberson — Fri, 03 Jun 2011 21:26:24 +0000

This photo is from a batch I took while vacationing with a bunch of my old college friends last year in Florida. One of our friends rented a convertible for the week (best decision ever) and it made me absolutely snap-happy every time we got in the car. This is one of my favorite shots of my friend Don while we were riding around one night.

sunset surf.

chelsearoberson — Fri, 06 May 2011 21:57:43 +0000

Whenever I go through my archives of photos I inevitably find a few here and there that I never edited and shared for some reason or another. This is a shot from last August when I took my camera surfing with me. I’ve been craving some surf action lately and have been waiting anxiously for the water to get a little warmer so that I can tolerate it. This photo definitely made me want to get back out there and catch some waves.

on a rooftop in brooklyn.

chelsearoberson — Fri, 11 Feb 2011 05:36:28 +0000

I was thinking about Brooklyn tonight. Not so much the place, but the experience of it. My trip up there in September included visits with a number of old friends, the most significant of which is my friend Kevin from high school. It had been years since we’d seen eachother, but as always, it was like we’d never spent a day apart. Two of the three people pictured in the photograph are friends of his (the third…on the left, is Kevin). One, I’ve known for years as well, having met him during Kevin’s freshmen year at Columbia during my first visit to New York City, and the other, I’d just met. The thing that I will always adore about this particular group of friends is the immediate intimacy established as soon as you’re introduced to the group. Whether an old friend or new acquaintance…you’re family.

I don’t know why I’m reminiscing quite as much as I am about them right now. Maybe it’s seeing this photo and remembering the sticky hot day in Brooklyn, sitting on the roof of their old house, sandwiched between high-rise condos. Maybe it’s because I’ve been missing them lately. Or maybe it’s just a random unearthing of the fondness I have towards this group of people. Regardless, I love this photo. Especially how you can just feel the intimacy and love in this moment between the three of them.

mexican parrot.

chelsearoberson — Wed, 02 Feb 2011 00:09:38 +0000

While touring through the Valle de Guadelupe, I came across this beautiful parrot being kept by the entrance of one of the wineries. Parrots are native to this area and I see them flying around in packs around my neighborhood sometimes. They really make quite a ruckus when you get a group of five or so squawking their little heads off as they fly past you. This little guy didn’t make a sound, but seemed intrigued by my camera for a second or so before giving me a sideways glance as I took his photo.

valle de guadelupe.

chelsearoberson — Tue, 01 Feb 2011 23:34:52 +0000

A couple months ago, a friend and I went down to tour the wine country in Mexico. About an hour south of Tijuana, the drive down the coast was absolutely breathtaking on the sunny warm day. The area is called Valle de Guadalupe and stretches down a long road dotted with small towns and wineries. We experienced the high-end places that made you think you were in Napa Valley and other more rustic places down winding dirt roads that might tempt someone to skip the return trip back up to the states. It was a beautiful day trip and I’d recommend it to anyone visiting Southern California in the near future that doesn’t mind crossing the border.

blacks beach 3.

chelsearoberson — Fri, 14 Jan 2011 03:38:07 +0000

Nothing beats a cliché sunset shot on the beach with a runner in it.

Those footprints you see in the bottom right of the photo are from my friend Josh and I trudging through what we thought was going to be some squishy sand and turned out to be foot and a half deep mud. We thought we were safe to cross the small stream of water to start our climb back up the hill, but as soon as we got close our feet sank straight into it and we submitted to slowly working our way across, one foot out of the mud at a time.

blacks beach 2.

chelsearoberson — Wed, 12 Jan 2011 21:04:54 +0000

There’s always mysterious foam washing up onto shore from the Pacific, but I thought this particular pile resembled colorful soap bubbles instead.