LA will Never be the Same

Kobe’s House. The Grammy’s venue. Staples Center. I drove by it and saw a woman in a silk white shawl and contoured dress, waiting for her Uber on the grid locked corner of Fig and 9th. Around her, a crowd of several men in modern purple tuxedos waited also, including…

After I was raped I blamed my body to the point of wanting to cut my hands off

In September 2016, after heavy drinking at a party, I found myself barely conscious and wondering what had happened to me for the next few days. I felt something was incredibly wrong with my body. I was 21 and naive. Of all places, at a party full of so-called friends…

Unseen: The Getty Center’s New Photography Exhibition, and the Fascinating Story Behind It

“This is exactly what we wanted,” a visitor named Kelly told me as she walked by past the bustling crowd, holding her young daughter by one hand, and holding a camera in the other, “really, really it’s awesome.” Her excitement came rightfully so, as she was astounded by the fine…

My Most Prized Possession Fell to the Bottom of the Sea

There was the furniture, the books and mangas, and my Japanese kimono my cousin got me while deployed, when he was 23 and I was 9. There were my stuffed animals, my designer pillows and colorful, beaded throws that were bought in a feeble attempt to make my city apartment…

“Do not anticipate trouble, or worry about what may never happen. Keep in the sunlight.”

In this hectic, time crunched world, it’s so easy to forget about the inner worlds of our children. It’s so easy to forget that they, too, feel as strongly, if not more so, than us. It’s so easy to dismiss their troubled and anxious minds as nothing more than imagination…

Veronica Huerta Foster

Photographer. Former Sailor. EMT/Psych worker. Poet. Captivated from the start.

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