When I was a kid, and saw American college campuses on TV, I thought it was the coolest thing. Sunshine-y, casual, and political. I badly wanted to be there. Now I’m not sure how much of that image remains. It is sunny in California, tho, and there sure are flashes of burning political questions in and outside of class.
Category: California
the vanishing race, circa 1904
Click here to see my favorite piece, so far, in the Oakland Museum of California. The technique is gold orotone, a print onto glass using gold pigment to create a gold-glowy tone. Those horses, and people. Isn’t that something.
that tree
I don’t know how many photos I’ve taken of this view. I pass it most days on the trail where I hike in the Santa Cruz mountains. It’s close to my house, and on the weekends the trail is full of bicyclists, families, and dogs. Weekdays, or early in the mornings, it’s empty. When I was younger and stronger I used to run up here every morning before work. The hills are green for a few weeks in April and early May. The rest of the year, yellow like this.
a kid and his cooler
scissorhands
I’ve figured out the secret for tasty green components in your everyday salad: 1. Prepare right before you eat, and 2. go at the greens with your kitchen scissors like CRAZY. Cut them up, and they will taste ten times more. Also, I never make salad dressing anymore. I just drizzle olive oil and balsamic vinegar, and add salt and pepper last. Done.
Today arugula, cherry tomatoes, cucumber, shallots, and micro greens of some sort. Super simple, super good.