In the mid-sixties everyone was invited to the Haight-Ashbury. The area attracted a burgeoning procession of bearded and beaded jingle-jangling kids of foot, in psychedelic painted VW vans, in cars, on motorcycles, in surplus mail trucks and those just riding the thumb. They came from all over America, and arrived to the scent of patchouli and musk incense and the beat of rock music that reverberated throughout the neighborhood of cavernous Victorian houses, harboring incipient rock and roll bands and the concomitant dopers, dealers and communalists.
Thousands of people flocked to the corner of Haight and Ashbury during the Summer of Love, but few saw the unfolding phenomenon as clearly as Gene Anthony did. From his apartment one block up the hill, he witnessed the extraordinary pilgrimage of young people from across the country as they trooped to San Francisco in search of answers, approval and love, and he captured the compelling vignettes through his telling lens. Anthony's photographic talent, subjects and well-deserved acclaim extend far beyond the psychedelic period, but his ability to capture a mood on a face or the essence of an era from a simple street sign was recognized and refined during that time. His photographs have, in turn, become the myriad faces of the Summer of Love.