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Monday, October 25, 2010

To Be in the Life of an Insecure Man

She saw an insecure man
Hanging his damp clothes to dry
She saw his movements through melodies
And the sporadic beats of his soul
She loved the teeth of his smile
No matter how crooked their path
She saw the paintings on his wall
Of many memories in color
She saw what it meant to mean something
To be in the life of an insecure man

Sunday, October 17, 2010

San Francisco

"San Francisco is one of the great cultural plateaus of the world~ one of the really urbane communities in the United States~ one of the truly cosmopolitan places and for many,many years, it always has had a warm welcome for human beings from all over the world"Edward Duke Ellington













Big Sur

"Pacific fury flashing on rocks that rise like gloomy seashroud towers out of the cove, the bingbang cove with its seas booming inside caves and slapping out, the cities of seaweed floating up and down you can even see their dark leer in the phosphorescent seabeach nightlight." - Jack Kerouac












My return to Big Sur was a glorious one.  Standing on the edge of the world with the Pacific expanding to oblivion reminded me of how small I am in the grand scheme of life.  I missed it terribly.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Banker's Hill

My friend Liz just moved to a studio in Banker's Hill.  She is so fortunate to live in such a prime location:








Downtown View from Golden Hill

View of downtown San Diego from Golden Hill






Call of Nature

Tired of the predictable urban landscape, three of my best buds and I decided to embark on a journey to the wilds of the San Bernandino Mountains, camping at a little place called Lake Arrowhead.  We arrived at our site at near midnight, pitching our tent in the light of the moon.  After setting up camp, we played with my camera and let our creative juices flow into these set of photographs.
Randy
Levi
Stephen
Myself
We awoke to a warm sunrise, breathing in the aroma of pure mountain air.  Nature was calling us four men, and we wanted nothing more than to answer the call. Nature, so be it, had called us on a mission: The Quest for Aztec Falls.  It was said that these falls flow with cool, clear waters that are deep enough to dive into from 20 ft, 40 ft, and 60 ft boulders.  To get there, we had to pass through some erie, dead trees.




We finally reached our destination and found a beautiful gorge flowing with water and abundant trees.  There was also an abundance of intoxicated youth, but I decided to look past that and take the place for what it was: amazing.


 I thought that if this place wasn't so polluted with remants of alcohol, it would be so surreal.
 I was way too scared to jump off the boulders, but my friends had no trouble.  I of course had to take pictures.

All together the trip was great.  I couldn't ask for a better group to go with, and I am so thankful to have such great friends in my life.