Monday, March 29, 2010

Bizarre Sightings

One foggy San Francisco morning I was on my way to school and fog blanketed the hills by my house.
On that same morning, I passed by a baseball field in Golden Gate Park. This field happens to be in a dip in the ground, and on really foggy days all of the fog collects in the dip. I was lucky to catch a glimpse and saw a lonely dog walking through the fog, it's body perfectly silhouetted against the white haze.

And finally, this was taken in Healdsburg, but I found it to be a rather interesting tree, seeing as most do not curve over in the same way this one does.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Friday, March 12, 2010


The Trumpet

The Keys

The Drummer
First I look around the room at all the instruments and other knick-knacks, just to see how they look together. Then I set them up beside one another, so there becomes a cohesive group of things in an orderly fashion. Eventually, that order will create something beautiful, just like how the order of different notes in a song come together to make one grand sound.