Monday, November 23, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
It's still the same, that feeling.
The sand still surrenders to my feet, the surf continues it's thrumming, and the moon still reflects off the ocean in a carpet of glass.
Though I always seem to share these moments in solitude, I never feel apart or alone.
Some how this experience never fails to give me enormous joy and the sure knowledge that I am a part of something grand, glorious, and beyond beautiful.
It's still the same, a Southern California beach at midnight.
The sand still surrenders to my feet, the surf continues it's thrumming, and the moon still reflects off the ocean in a carpet of glass.
Though I always seem to share these moments in solitude, I never feel apart or alone.
Some how this experience never fails to give me enormous joy and the sure knowledge that I am a part of something grand, glorious, and beyond beautiful.
It's still the same, a Southern California beach at midnight.
Friday, February 6, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Finally, after all this time, some land of my own.
View to the west under a weird bowed tree.
Our "jungle"
Renee's "Magic Forest"
Hundred year old miner's shack.
It has been said that a man is not a man until he has some land of his own. I don't know about all that but, despite my continued attempts to screw up, I've managed to get my own.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Friday, January 2, 2009
Another San Francisco New Years
Once again I have been able to help produce a fantastic show for the people of San Francisco.
New Years Eve 2009 Fireworks for San Francisco
The flames try to get me.
Reminding me of the surface of the sun.
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