I don’t know shit about San Pedro. I know that the heroic punk bass player Mike Watt birthed the Minute Men from the loins of San Pedro. I know there’s a port there. I know that people have thrown themselves off The Vincent Thomas Bridge from time to time. But one early morning I decided to go down there to explore and take some photographs. I didn’t have a plan. I heard there was an open air fish market there, but they didn’t allow photographers inside.
I lucked out anyway. At 5:30 a.m. on a Saturday morning, San Pedro was socked in with fog, deserted, no traffic of any kind. The whole industrial landscape took on a dystopian air. I spent a couple of hours exploring and got some of the best shots of my life.