Hanging with the cyclographicult hommies at the statue, aka James A. Garfield, in Golden Gate Park. Looking west towards a lovely late summer sunset over the conservatory of flowers lawn. Good times

Hanging with the cyclographicult hommies at the statue, aka James A. Garfield, in Golden Gate Park. Looking west towards a lovely late summer sunset over the conservatory of flowers lawn. Good times

Say that ten times fast.
It was a windy afternoon at Piper Park in Larkspur, and I had to hold on to my canvas to keep it from flying away. Despite the wind, the light was great – bright but not blinding, though.

I took the boys to play catch at the park today. Looking west towards Mt. Tam

I was painting by the post office steps today in Ross, CA and heard a great deal of cautiously optimistic chatter regarding the election. One gentleman summed up the mood of the community thus, “We might actually be able to sleep next week.” Wouldn’t that be nice.


Standing on the corner of B street and Mission Avenue in San Rafael looking west on a Smokey afternoon.


Virginia, Silas and I were at the park last night with our lanterns and mooncake for the annual moon festival. I had my camera, a tripod and a flashlight with me. Just for the fun of it I started playing around with some long exposures. Running around the park with my flashlight on got the attention of a couple of curious boys who proptly came over to see what Silas and I were doing. Together we had a great time making “light paintings” as their mother called them.




















shot on a nikon d700 50mm lens