Fall light

I can’t believe that it’s been 3 months since I last posted on this blog. I would like to assure all my readers (and most especially me!) that my absence is due to an incredibly hectic teaching, making and administrating schedule. Hopefully I can make up some lost time by posting a few entries over the next few weeks highlighting some of the interesting things that have been going on in my studio and at CCa.

But for the moment I wanted to share the Fall with you. We are in the midst of the first serious rain storm of the wet season here in Bayarea. It’s sweet to hear the rain coming down and to see the garden and the surrounding hills drink it all up.

The last of the light projecting the verandah view onto our bedroom wall

The last of the light projecting the verandah view onto our bedroom wall –
gum trees, kero lamp and a pinch of Pittosporum

The living room at dusk

The living room at dusk

Walking the dog

Walking the dog along the future tsunami’s path – from the West across the bay and through the Oakland port.

Strange creatures on the stoop

Strange creatures on the stoop – racoon/wolf hybrid?

Soft toy, hard life!

I’ve been collecting images of abandoned toys in my travels locally and abroad.

Here’s a sampling.

They seem so sad, don’t you think?

Joy and warmth, so distant.

Its a long way from the arctic to Oakland ...

or from Hollywood to the back-alleys of Barcelona.

This little chimp seems content marching across a park in Vienna.

A snoozing duck at the Albany bulb ...

and a crab at the Alameda dog-park enjoying the winter rain.

Cross-dressed teddy after a hard night at the Bulb.

Leaving LoBo in style.

An eternal optimist!

Moment #10 – The Fish

The fish seemed huge as the crowd gathered to admire the catch in the wind whipped grey light following the afternoon storm. He was so small that when his father told him to take the fish he’d caught he could hardly lift it’s snout out of the sand as he carried it proudly across the beach back to their house. The men from other houses jokingly yelled ‘Hey! That’s mine!!’. He just smiled and kept dragging the fish across the sand.

Moment #8 – Mescal

We found this wonderful little Mescalier just off the plaza de Santo Domingo. Called ‘Los Amantes’, the interior was designed by the local artist Guillermo Orgin. It’s like a little cabinet of curiosities.

Los Amantes serves only locally produced artisinal Mescals – made in the traditional mode in small batches by individual mescaleros. You can taste a huge variety served from large glass jugs. And purchase whatever pleases you which is then decanted and sealed in beautiful locally produced bottles.

They have a ‘branch’ in the east village in New York. Part of a growing movement to bring artisinal mescal to the US.