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Friday, November 26, 2010

Knuckle hills

Today Kaethe and I drove to Pt. Reyes with the excuse of going to the local artists' Open Studios, where I learned from Marty Knapp's photographs that what I've always called Knuckle Hills is named Black Mountain - and I wonder why. Not exactly black.

We drove up and up and up, and up some more on a skinny road to see Richard Blair's studio and it was worth doing.  He has an 8 x 10 view camera, big enough by itself, but it's on an industrial-sized rolling tripod, practically a crane.  He also has the largest printer in private hands that I've ever seen.

This photo was taken from Tom Killion's back yard.  He makes meticulous colored woodcut prints of bay area views, much in the traditional Japanese style.   I love his craftsmanship, if not his palette.

Good day.  Drove home on Hwy 1 and decided I like it better by bike; it's too scary in a car.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Brrrrr, it's cold!

And this was the only turtle at Stow Lake not buried in the mud for the winter.  He was stretching both webbed feet to catch every last bit of sun.

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Wasting time?

I've been searching old files for images to work on while I learn new software and then I get tired of that and read other blogs.  Now it's past lunchtime, and then I'm going over to Berkeley for dinner.  I like rainy days to putter around and today was supposed to be rainy.  The sun has been in and out from behind dark clouds all day and it would have been grand to go out and make new pictures to work on.  But here I sit.

Blogspot has changed how they handle pictures.  I can use X-Large for verticals, but horizontals get cropped.  You have to click on the image above to get its full, colorful impact.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Rocket ship on The Embarcadero

See full story at Raygun Gothic Rocketship

Press Release

Mayor Gavin Newsom, Black Rock Arts Foundation And Port Of San Francisco Unveil Monumental Raygun Gothic Rocketship Sculpture
 
08/06/2010- Mayor Gavin Newsom today joined the Black Rock Arts Foundation (BRAF) and the Port of San Francisco to celebrate the unveiling of Raygun Gothic Rocketship , a 40-foot-tall sculpture created by a team of Bay Area artists lead by Sean Orlando, Nathaniel Taylor, and David Shulman. The Rocketship , poised as if to board passengers for a typical run to a nearby stellar destination, will remain at the Pier 14 Tidal Plaza, at the base of Mission Street, on the Embarcadero for a 14-month temporary exhibition.

The 40-foot-tall artwork offers a retro-futuristic, highly-stylized vision of space travel circa 1930’s-1940’s science fiction and is the latest in a series of temporary public art exhibitions sponsored by BRAF to enliven and activate public spaces. The sculpture will be accompanied by a companion piece, the Rocket Stop designed by Alan Rorie, which tells the story of the Rocketship ’s exploits, providing route, schedule and other information. The installation will be illuminated for nighttime viewing.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

A whole lot of images today


I went out on my old Miyata today, lugging a tripod to shoot the arches and doorways inside Fort Point.  On the way there I came across the new white tents for this year's Cirque de Soleil, a passel of Giant's fans huddled under the palms at the ballpark, people enjoying the Rocket Ship on The Embarcadero and even caught In 'n Out Burger without a crowd at lunchtime.  I took my burger & fries to the newly restored seating in Aquatic Park for a picnic.  It was very warm in the sun.

And now I have 118 images to work on.  What a day!

(I just noticed the blue in this image and have no idea how it got there, but I like the way it reverses Sky.)

Thursday, November 11, 2010

A break


I'm looking at about 8 weeks of time before the Winter Session starts at school.  I'm trying to decide which classes to sign up for, with a choice of wide-ranging subjects like Cities, Corporations, Famous Trials, Short Stories and Film Noir - and a whole lot more. These are all lecture courses, with nothing required of me but some reading and my attendance.

I wish there was a class in printing with my new printer, but being self-taught keeps my gray matter exercised.


For a long time I'd been thinking about printing my photographs and recently took advantage of generous rebates to finally buy a good, pro-level printer.  After hours of research and reading reviews, I went with the Canon instead of the more widely used Epson.  I will probably regret it, but it's done.  I spent some time learning the software and trying different methods, and after only four color prints of the Cliff House flowers, above, it began to jam.  Grrrrrr!  Apparently, the damp weather gave the paper a slight curl, enough to be a problem.  I can work with that, now that I know about it.  Already, I like the results better than what the photo lab had made with this, my very first B&W print.  Richer blacks.

Now I have to take some new pictures to work on.  What fun!

Wednesday, November 03, 2010

A million fans

O.K., I'm just a fair-weather fan, but I watched the playoffs and the Series and even rode my bike to the parade today - more on that later.  I have a bittersweet history with the Giants, going back the 52 years they've been in San Francisco.

In July 1958, I met my father at the then Southern Pacific Station for dinner, after which we drove to a parking spot on Potrero Hill, and walked over the highway on the pedestrian bridge to the old Seals Stadium for a Giants' ballgame.  It went 11 innings without a hit.  I don't remember now who won that game because my 15-year old brother was in a fatal auto accident that day and we didn't learn of it until we'd driven home late that night.

Some years later, after my father died, my mother moved into a condo in San Mateo, where the outfielder for the Giants, Jack Clark, was her neighbor.  I'm pretty sure she was already a fan before he moved in, but she'd giggle about knowing Jack all season, like icing on her cake.

I've kept her Giants' cap with its 1984 All-Star Game button on the side.  I got it out last week and set it in front of the TV, and she was very much with me, rooting for her team.

And with her in mind I decided to ride my bike to the parade.  Usually, parades in this town draw a decent crowd, but nothing I can't ride through.  Today was different. 

There were fans walking on 7th Street from as far away as Townsend.  By the time I got to Market it was clear that this was an unusual turnout.  I could see and hear the helicopters and knew it would be a long time before they got to us but I amused myself taking pictures of the crowd.  I kept moving toward Civic Center - and with my big bike it became more and more of a challenge.

Fans at Market & 7th Street at 11:15.
Fan on street light at Grove & Larkin
  

But one thing I saw in Civic Center that touched me, and that I did not photograph, was a family with a framed picture of a man and a shrine of Giants' memorabilia and flowers and a glass of what I guessed was his favorite beverage sitting on the pavement so he could join them for the fun this week. 

And then it got really crazy as I continued walking my bike west on Grove, hoping to get to the other side and continue on to school.  By Polk Street the crowd was gridlocked and I had to fight against claustrophobia, fear of stampede, but my bike and I finally popped out the other side and I pedaled away. 

It said in the paper there really were a million fans in that 1.5 mile stretch of Market Street.  A lot of them were still there when I rode back through Civic Center at 3:00.  Such a day.