The California Delta is often forgotten — overlooked, misunderstood in conversation, and unfairly judged by those who’ve never taken the time to truly look.

To some, it’s a maze of cracked levees and faded towns. To me, it’s home. For over a decade, I’ve lived within this landscape, quietly observing its quirks, complexities, and contradictions. I’ve walked its roads at sunrise, watched fog roll over its canals, and stood still while the wind moved nothing but the silence.

This project isn’t about presenting a polished version of the Delta. It’s about revealing it as it is — broken, beautiful, weathered, and alive. It’s about embracing the chipped paint, the sunken boats, the stubbornness of the land. The kind of beauty you have to slow down to see.

Because perfect is boring. And this place, in all its flaws, is anything but.

I hope these images invite you to look closer — to see not just what’s there, but what’s been overlooked. And maybe, like me, you’ll come to love it not in spite of its imperfections, but because of them.