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Archive for January, 2009
Obama Irks the Media
The Associated Press is reporting that three major media outlets are refusing to distribute White-House provided photos of Obama on his first day because the media is traditionally allowed access to the Oval Office, and that the photos amount to a visual press release. It looks like the Chicago Tribune had no qualms, though, and [...]
Bye Bye Bush
In Ocean Beach yesterday evening I witnessed a gathering that was less a celebration of the inauguration of President Obama and more a relishing of the end of the term of President Bush. The crowd was not large, but the airborne shoes and ill feelings oriented toward the outgoing leader were in no short supply. After taking turns pelting Bush’s likeness, the group broke out in song, crooning “Thanks for the Memories” with smiles on all their faces.
Freegan Delights
This morning I had an apple strudel for breakfast, with fresh orange slices and a glass of milk. It wouldn’t be remarkable except that it came completely out of the dumpster behind a local grocery store. I’ve been a part-time freegan for the past few months now, ever since I reacquainted myself with Milton Saier, freegan veteran and one of my favorite subjects.
J Parson Singer/Songwriter
My dad has traveled up and down California and across the country doing what he loves – playing his music. He’s put out several albums, and up to now my mom has been taking care of the album art. This time around it was my turn to make some publicity photos for him, and perhaps an album cover too.
Scripps Coastal Reserve, La Jolla, California
A cluster of Goose Barnacles attached to a rock in Scripps Coastal Reserve in La Jolla, California
Stalled Development
The collapse of the housing market has left many Bakersfield, CA residents complaining about neighborhoods left half-finished.
Anza Borrego Desert, California
My girlfriend and I went on a spur-of-the-moment camping trip in the desert just before New Year’s Eve. Just as spontaneously we stopped halfway down a rocky dirt road, leaving the car’s headlights on so I could take a few photos as the last light of the day hung over the mountaintops.
Photographing Iraq
The NY Times blog Baghdad Bureau has this piece about what it’s like to work as a photojournalist in Iraq. I was particularly interested in what Max Becherer had to say, if just because he’s the uncle of a friend of mine from school. I don’t like to miss a chance to give a nod to a fellow native of Bakersfield, California.
