Tennis courts are like the ocean. Or a landscape. I grew up in California, so I love the vastness of the West Coast. I am drawn to empty places. A tennis court evokes the same emptiness as the ocean or uninterrupted land. It gives me solitude. A sense of peace.
Just before the pandemic, I moved back to Bicol, the province in the Philippines where I was born. Before that I lived in Manila. During lockdown I would pass the Albay Ligñon Hill Tennis Club during my morning walks. I didn’t think much of it then. Eventually the courts became a subject of mine.