I don’t normally post about work, but when I do, it’s because it involved some large quantity of alcohol, usually away from the office… see, for example, the support meetups of yesteryear, or the offsite in Tahoe, or stuff like that. This was a good one. Not too crazy, so I wasn’t dying the next day, but enjoyable. Pool playing and drinking good whiskey and good people.
A couple weeks ago, our friends Demetrius ands Christine took us down route one to see the sights. Have I said how awesome it is here? How rad it is to know good people? Yeah, I probably have. Anyway, the first part of the day was alittle gray, so B&W it is. There was a guy panhandling, playing guitar, with a rabbit on his head. If I recall correctly, he was playing a couple phrases from “Little Bunny Foo Foo” over and over again. The sun came out in the afternoon, and the blue of the sea was like some platonic ideal of blue. Not just perfect, but the idea from which all other blueness derives its meaning. What can you do, then, but have a couple really great meals? Pizza for a late lunch at big sur bakery (totally worth the drive), and then seafood in Monterey. I am really stupid lucky.
This was about 3 weeks ago? Maybe 4? Anyway, Ian and Stephanie moved recently, close enough that we sometimes run into each other walkiing home from Bart. The housewarming was a lot of people I didn’t know, so I did what I usually do: get drunk and take a bunch of pictures. It was a lot of fun. Note that I didn’t do a ton of processing on these; just applied a contrast curve and convert to B/W.
Man, this guy. Pennypacker. Yes, his real last name. This was on his last day at work, before leaving for some start up.
It appears as though the cranes are spreading to the East Bay now. It’s only a matter of time till we all have to decamp for portland; there’ll only be room for cranes left. I do hope that by continuing this daily photography, a subject will emerge. There are a lot of things that I end up photographing over and over and over; the light changes, the fog rolls in, and I’m still shooting. That said, all this could be all terribly banal bullshit. When I’m at my most self doubting, that’s all I can see. I’m not sure if the repitition or the persistence will work, either. We’ll see, won’t we? I don’t have it in me to quit.
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