Saturday, July 18, 2020
Monday, July 6, 2020
Evening toil (scanning project)
I devoted my evening to scanning prints while listening to a great audio book (the English translation of The Vegetarian by Han Kang). It is something I should not have put off - the experimental new emulsions (from the Impossible Project, later Polaroid Originals, and now just Polaroid) aren't entirely stable, and some of my earlier work has faded into a dull haze. It is disappointing, considering how much each print costs, but also that the images briefly look SO GOOD. The monochrome emulsions keep improving in contrast, but I don't know how long I'll have them... The color is still a mixed bag.
(This is a big contrast to Fuji's instant prints, which are much more vivid, saturated, and possibly even stable.)
Sunday, July 5, 2020
Southbound panorama
I went out for exercise, and took this south-looking panorama from Monterey Blvd in Sunnyside. On the far left is City College of San Francisco; center left between the tree and lightpole is San Bruno Mountain; center right is my current hill.
Saturday, July 4, 2020
Marine layer scented with mesquite
Our municipal fireworks show has been cancelled, which somehow also cancelled the fog that so often accompanies what evolves into a 'colorful fog show.' There IS a marine layer, but it is diffuse.
The call-and-response of M-80 to car alarms has continued all week, and reached a peak earlier this evening.
(This is a view looking north/northwest from the highest point in the Ingleside. The range and peak in the lower right distance is Mount Tamalpais. It isn't clear enough to see the white observatory on the ridge there.)
Thursday, June 25, 2020
Floating holiday of monotyping
I had an actual VACATION DAY that would expire if I didn't use it. So I used it, in that fanatical way that I use days off. It was FUN, and I learned new things.
Tuesday, June 9, 2020
Bowl brush
I prefer this style of "bottle brush"for its upright-ness, and the rounder, fuller shape of the shrub.
Saturday, June 6, 2020
Bay breezes with distancing
Yes, the wind still picks up in the afternoons, creating whitecaps. Yes, people really were keeping their distance from each other. No, I don't own a watercolor paint that is the exact color of the bay in these images, and I am trying to resist buying one, because I should be able to mix it from my various blues.
Socially distant daisies
You can tell something is wrong in this picture, because the sun is shining, yet you can see the lawn.
Pandemic times are the strangest times.
PofA in the sunshine
So, we still have coronavirus restrictions in place, and under those restrictions, we shouldn't GO anywhere. The instructions say things like, if you can't walk there, you shouldn't go. This sounds like a dare (if you know me), but I haven't taken it that way, and so my world has been pretty small. I've ventured out no more than 3 miles from home in any direction, in a city that is 7 miles wide and 7 wide the other way. (Saying 7 long and 7 tall doesn't sound right, because I am describing a square. Argue with the screen if you want - I have the comments turned off.)
However, a friend flew 10+ hours into town for a funeral for an immediate family member, and those same pandemic restrictions applied to the series of events associated with a funeral, which made the funeral not really happen, in the traditional way (wake + funeral + burial ceremony + banquet). Those of us who would ordinarily attend to support him unable to do so. (Based on what we know of funerals in Italy, these are sensible precautions, and we respect them.)
So we had a picnic, because that is something we can do while staying about six feet apart and wearing masks, aside from the eating times.
The sun was shining. I was nearly 7 full miles from home. I was able to speak with my friend about his loss. It was a good use of time.
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