Thoughts on a Sunny Day

It's interesting to me how the sort of things that I would photograph in San Francisco in 1984 are the very same as those I would photograph in Seattle in 2010. Same longing - same lust. do we ever change our abilities to create?



I wonder about the man with the crutch and the swagger. How does he live? What does he think about? And the boy making noise on his drum. What does he hope for? Is anyone any better than someone else? Sure the sun is shining and people are up - feeling good, high. Sun is breathing life into them - they've got that feeling - but is anyone any better than someone else? And if I draw a square, is it any different than a curve that swings way wide of the batter?



And if a cluster of people cross the street at once do they hear a sound in the middle of the crowd that gives life to the world? And if a beautiful girl turns to the sun one minute and then turns away the next - is she still thinking about her weekend passed?

Human Beings and Yet the Same

I followed myself through alleys until I noticed her. She stood there laughing - at my work. The sound of her voice tickled me inside - and I laughed too.

The consequence of all that beauty: "it's nice to be alive", she said. I nodded and looked at the trees - her knees.

I built a house for us.

Full of bangs and bumps and volumes of emotion that translate into pictures and words and men smoking cigars in place of the scent of steak.

Beautiful women fly through as if tethered on ropes and suspense.

I built a house for us - well not quite - full of dreams and illusion and cries of more. More lawn to mow - innocent blades of grass filled with water

and a

Banana Holder

Well anyway, the search continues: self indulgent - soul preserving - I see myself, already past - who was I? I never got to know me really.

Our Human Condition

We are not a species, a race, a population - we are a condition - part disease, part ethereal presence living in an environment of frequencies, of synapses, of collective sensations with energy and velocity - now and then landing on a peid a terre where all the frequencies settle and become physical.



You want to hurt yourself so you feel something real.