These photographs were taken in early June, in the midst of two incredible moments in the United States. The summer of protests calling for racial justice was coming into full swing and the world was three months into the coronavirus pandemic’s declaration, weeks away from a surge of cases that would further batter the country and push the end of this misery out of reach. Still, people were getting impatient, eager to make the most of their summer, my family included.
In thinking about the nature of travel in the summer of 2020 I am struck not only by how things have and haven’t changed but also by who we’re meeting and not seeing on the road. This was especially important for me to document: who has the luxury and privilege of being outside in this way during this moment in history. The fact that I, a Filipino woman, move seamlessly within these spaces is not lost on me.