Thursday, January 31, 2008
pass closed, still...
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Rothko
From the Rothko Biography I finally finished today:
"Absorbed with his (Rothko's) own needs and unaware of the needs of others sensitively probing for the smallest signs of disregard Rothko could be easily hurt."
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
16.04 Central -- Silver fur goodness
Monday, January 28, 2008
More from Walden
"With thinking we may be beside ourselves in a sane sense. By a conscious effort of the mind we can stand aloof from actions and their consequences; and all things, good and bad, go by us like a torrent. We are not wholly involved in Nature. I may be either the driftwood in the stream, or Indra in the sky looking down on it. I may be affected by a theatrical exhibition; on the other hand, I may not be affected by an actual event which appears to concern me much more. I only know myself as a human entity; the scene, so to speak, of thoughts and affections; and am sensible of a certain doubleness by which I can stand as remote from myself as from another. However intense my experience, I am conscious of the presence and criticism of a part of me, which, as it were, is not a part of me, but spectator, sharing no experience, but taking note of it, and that is no more I than it is you. When the play, it may be the tragedy, of life is over, the spectator goes his way.
It was a kind of fiction, a work of the imagination only, so far as he was concerned. This doubleness may easily make us poor neighbors and friends sometimes."
"Walden" Henry Thoreau
Sunday, January 27, 2008
right wrong
Saturday, January 26, 2008
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Friday, January 25, 2008
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I can't sleep to save my life.
The day is done but I don't think I got it right.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
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This painting should be mine, but I think my brother gets it. But right now it's sitting in the guest bedroom at my mom's.
The painting is ugly and odd, but there is a story behind it. It hung in the dining room of the Irvine house, I don't know where it hung before that, but I've watched it change over the years. My mother swears that when she first saw the painting it was dull and bland, and that over the years it has brightened and cleared. I've spent many dinners staring at that painting and arguing with my mother about that painting. It's yet another childhood thing that brings back memories of youth. More sentimentality at a time when I want less.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
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Tuesday, January 22, 2008
15.01 Mammoth
Ran the gondola all morning, it dumps you out to blacks and double black goodness.
My legs are tired.
Monday, January 21, 2008
Manzanar makes me cringe at being american
super fun drive today
Sunday, January 20, 2008
swanns way
When I'm in South California I am constantly drawn back to the same things, little bits of my youth.
This is the the top corner of the school that I went to from kindergarden to 1st grade. I remember standing there with my childhood frind and looking out at night, and wondering who lived down there. The lights were shimmering and beautiful but it wasn't PV, where ewe lived. Soon I lived down there in Torrance.
This is the park where I would sometimes convince my mom to take me after church. It was on the way home, and I loved this park. That little crappy boat is a replacement for what i remember as a huge metal ship. You could dig under it, and it had a huge upper deck, and it was amazing. The view from this park is amazing. THe ocean sits behind these rolling green hills, there is a golf course behind it that I don't remember being there.
This lighthouse sits just across the street form the church I grew up going to. It was a cool church, great design. There were supposed to be whales migrating right now, but I didn't see any.
This is from Redondo beach, where I go surfing when there are waves.... There are none this week. very sad.
Instead I've been doing yoga, the other day, I tok a class form this nutty Italian guy, he was super nice, funny and complimentary.
This is the the top corner of the school that I went to from kindergarden to 1st grade. I remember standing there with my childhood frind and looking out at night, and wondering who lived down there. The lights were shimmering and beautiful but it wasn't PV, where ewe lived. Soon I lived down there in Torrance.
This is the park where I would sometimes convince my mom to take me after church. It was on the way home, and I loved this park. That little crappy boat is a replacement for what i remember as a huge metal ship. You could dig under it, and it had a huge upper deck, and it was amazing. The view from this park is amazing. THe ocean sits behind these rolling green hills, there is a golf course behind it that I don't remember being there.
This lighthouse sits just across the street form the church I grew up going to. It was a cool church, great design. There were supposed to be whales migrating right now, but I didn't see any.
This is from Redondo beach, where I go surfing when there are waves.... There are none this week. very sad.
Instead I've been doing yoga, the other day, I tok a class form this nutty Italian guy, he was super nice, funny and complimentary.
early rising
This is the morning view form my Mothers house in Palos Verdes. The ocean is on the right, downtown LA is ahead of you, Hollywood sign sits on those hills. To the right eventually is Orange County.
While walking this morning i heard owls saw hawks, saw a horse, and a peacock.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
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Friday, January 18, 2008
to prove that i saw sean,
Thursday, January 17, 2008
2 days of good images,
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
yesterday
Drove form weed to SF today, super beautiful, super enjoyable, super windy, bella didn't want to be in the wind and refused to get out of the car.
Thus far I've seen herons, eagles, hawks, vultures, a bob cat, a rabbit... and a dead coyote (or fox, I can never tell (Hugh?))
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
14.01 Mount Bachelor
damn, Bachelor is great. I rode it with 5 inches of new. There was a lot of wind packed (?) hard stuff that you would encounter but for the mast part it was great. I got stuck riding the outback (?) lift, because I was having so much fun and it was a long long run, which was fun, with lots of drops and jumps.
Driving with bella is super funny. While driving she has spent 80% of the time sitting in the passenger seat like a person, staring out the window and pawing at me if I dare to stop petting her. The other 20% of the time she is curled up sleeping. I've never seen her curl up in the front seat, I think she now has found the joy of seat warmers. She gets really anxious about being left anywhere, so she is only being left in the car where she seems to understand I'll always come back. I think waiting for me in the car wears her out, she spends all the time waiting for me and guarding the car, as soon as we have gotten to hotel rooms she seems to pass out, which is nice. I've been trying to take her on long walks in the morning which has been good for both of us.
Monday, January 14, 2008
13.1 Hood Meadows
Sunday, January 13, 2008
even more walden
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion.
The famous paragraph from Walden
The famous paragraph from Walden
Saturday, January 12, 2008
new macro lens
Friday, January 11, 2008
found
This was written by Kevin Wilkins, one of the best people to have written about skateboarding
Mike Watt
stacked
It's a handful of shirts that sum up a handful of years in my life. A jersey, a t-shirt form the magazine I worked at, a shirt from a company I ran, a t-shirt from a friends store, a t-shirt that was a gift from the same friend that reminded him of some work he was doing for me, and another shirt form his own company a couple of years later. Maybe 5 or so years, and they stay in a box along with all the accompanying memories. Boxes hold the past in place for us all.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
not a tuba
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
12.05 Alpental
another day with 6 inches of snow and no lines and no tracks in front of me.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
big place on a big hill. for the big guy
Monday, January 7, 2008
bounced
11.03 Snoqualmie Central
Sunday, January 6, 2008
stolen photo
This is the entrance to upper international at Alpental, It's hard to see how nutty the drop in is right now, but it's pretty interesting, but the snow below makes it very worthwhile.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
blood on door
Friday, January 4, 2008
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But I have since learned that trade curses everything it handles; and though you trade in messages from heaven, the whole curse of trade attaches to the business.
Henry David Thoreau
Thursday, January 3, 2008
10.04 Alpental -- best day yet, flawless alpy
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
inside day, with inside voice, with in inside
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
here
things get clear then lose sharpness then get clear and dissapate
