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Hiptych #1
Phil Manley Triptych #1 (click image to view large)
Experimenting with doing more with less, fidelity. Hipstamatic-wise, that is. Some shots from the Psychic Paramount show in Oakland the other night.
Loud Raw Time Warp
I remember listening to a long, tinny mp3 a friend passed along of some noise-rock band. Even through the bad fidelity, the mesmerizing intensity of swirling time distortion hooked me. When Val pinged me again, this time with tickets, I wasn’t going to let a Monday night prevent me from checking them out live. So off we went to downtown Oakland to hear The Psychic Paramount. Dizzying. Crushing. Time-stretching. Fantastic. Transcendent. Inspirational. Click an image below to view the slide show.
A Walk in the Neighborhood
Afternoon Stroll
Soon after arriving at the vacation house, we were settled in and ready to go explore and figure out where we were. We headed out on foot, going south along the gravel road until it came to a gate and paved road. Just beyond a stand of pines to the east, a house stood, with debris and equipment, including a backhoe, strewn around. We passed through the gate and took a right, walking up a gentle slope away from the house. A couple hundred feet in, we came to gravesite. We huddled to confer. We decided to turn around; we were getting hungry, anyway. The girls led the way back. Mt Shasta stood guard in the distance.
Enjoy Weed
In the final moments of our time around Mt Shasta, I managed to get my group to wait for me while I wandered around Weed, CA shooting the local color. Actually, it didn’t take very long. But it was fun while it lasted.
With subjects like these, it was definitely about color. I was shooting with a polarizing filter, which I have little experience with, and I’m surprised by the deep, dark blues that resulted. Click an image to view large.
Town House Motel, Weed CA, July 2012
Cedar Lanes, Weed CA
Hi-Lo Cafe and Motel, Weed CA
Oakland Noise
Now that I’ve got your attention… Shots from a concert of sound artists at Liminal Space in Oakland last Friday. Thomas Carnacki performed a piece with video projections. Opening the evening was Zachary James Watkins, followed by Vulcanus 68. Grinding, howling soundscapes, architectural imagery, and nice little art space. I’m looking forward to next time.
Zachary James Watkins
Vulanus 68
The Atmosphere
Starship, The Musical
Sign of the Vintage Cross
Shuddering Triad- RED
Precious
Particle Wave
It burned
In a Memory
Apex of No One
An Imperceptible Shift
Cloverdale Chysler
Cloverdale Chrysler #1 (click image to view large.)
Exploring Cloverdale for vacation possibilities, I came across a picket fence world where gold Chryslers bask in the gentle sun.
Van with Tarp
An unusual route taken after biking my kid to camp and then stopping in at the school district office to again prove we live within the district for the coming school year. At least I saw some beautiful decay because of it.
Art and its Discontents
Reflexive Meta-level #1 (click image to enlarge)
First in a series. There is nothing new about art taking art as its subject, either generally or with respect to some specific aspect, such as the role or situation of the viewer. Nonetheless, I am noticing a pattern in my work of noticing the viewer, and I aim to follow it to see where it leads.
After Work
Painted Hearse, Oakland CA. April, 2011. (click image to enlarge)
These past few days I’ve been too engrossed in work to make it out to stroll the neighborhood. So I’ve only shot as far as the curb in front of my place of employment on my way back and forth to my own car. But I think there’s plenty of photography to be done right there: churches, hearses, lowriders, chinese hamburger-stirfry-donut shops–you name it.
Corvair Square
I recently changed the route of my bike commute to work. I was simply trying to get away from San Pablo Ave, which, while it is the straightest shot to my workplace, is also very bike-unfriendly. There are lots of cars, obstacles, freeway on/off ramps, and debris.
I decided that I would try to slide over to Hollis Ave through Emeryville, and this took me into west Oakland. The result is a new crop of photos, and some incubating ideas for future series.
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