Monday, May 29, 2006
My Velo Girl friend, Sue, is leaving S.F. for Schnectady, N.Y. (where a 3-bedroom house can be had for a third of what it would cost here), so I took her to lots of my favorite places, including the Rincon Annex murals, Grant Street-Chinatown, North Beach, and along the beach at Crissy Field where this picture of her was taken. As we went up through the Presidio we came upon the noon ceremonies honoring the war dead, a 21-gun salute, taps and all. We stopped to pay our respects.
We then rode over the headlands past the Legion of Honor and Land's End (Hi! Robin), stopping at Baker Beach, hidden China Beach and the Beach Chalet - all of which were happily hosting lots of sun-loving folks on this perfect Memorial Day. After looking at the murals we rode into a very busy Golden Gate Park, then had lunch just outside the park at Cafe Muse.
After lunch we headed back into the city via the Haight and the Mission. Super farewell ride - now I'll have to visit upstate New York and see why anyone would live there rather than here.
Saturday, May 20, 2006
While I watch Sibyl play on the shelf by my computer I'm fiddling around with putting some mural photos onto the Yahoo web site. If you're interested in seeing more of the bikeway mural click here.
The bikeway can be found behind the Safeway at Market & Duboce; it runs the full block of the trolley car right-of-way.
Friday, May 19, 2006
I've been grumpy lately and the best way to get over it is to tackle cleaning out my basement - seriously. No more moving things from one corner to the other, this time they go out the door! And I've already taken one van load to the thrift store; tomorrow, the dump.
I feel better already.
Thursday, May 18, 2006
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This morning, on assignment, I rode up to UCSF Med. Ctr. to find and photograph a sculpture of Hygeia, hidden somewhere near the MRI trailer between the hospital and Langley Porter. Thanks to the G.E. logo on the big rig, I was able to find her easily. But, she sure doesn't look happy about handling her snake, or maybe she knows that healing mortals is a thankless job - we always die.
I'd just finished my project when a security guard approached and said I couldn't take photographs. I explained I was just taking pictures of the sculpture with permission of the artist. He was O.K. with that. I don't think I look very threatening on my Bike Friday, but glad he's on top of it.
Friday, May 12, 2006
I wonder what Matisse would think.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
While I was riding around today I came across a woman exercising her dog up and down the bike alley at Duboce & Market. That dog was having such a great time, first making the skateboard go by himself, then pulling her while she rode. In between he'd try to chew on the board, give it a what-for!
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Within the last month my image has been published in several places, some will show up all over my town but some, thanks to the international Bike Friday catalog, will be seen all over the world.
No one, yet, has asked for an autograph.
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The discrepancies between a "nice" place with real furniture and how I actually live is bothersome. I sort of see me in a barely reconstructed warehouse with cement floors and hanging industrial lights. I think I have an underlying fantasy that I will again pursue being an artist, but if I live in a nice place, it somehow can't happen---I'm not a clean person, as is, and I get really messy when in the throes, whether writing or dealing with images. And I burn the bottoms out of pans. . .
Sibyl is in the midst of our evening rituals: she eats a lot, gets her head rubbed and pin feathers groomed, and she plays on her shelf by the computer, tossing toys for me to retrieve and tearing up boxes for me to pick up. She also wants to cackle on my shoulder but I won't let her; I am not her mate. This is why I write sometimes: I'm waiting for a silly bird to finish playing!
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Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Judy and I returned for our third Wildflower and, after again struggling in a crowd up Honey Run Hill, a mean 5-mile climb, and then struggling into the wind the rest of the way, I said, "Enough!" Next year maybe we'll try the Flatflower. We do have a good time visiting with Elena and Caroline and this year we even went a day early to enjoy the area, which was absolutely beautiful after the long rainy season - lots and lots of wildflowers and, unfortunately, lots and lots of pollen.