Sunday, the sun makes an appearance after a week of wet cold weather

During yesterday's TTA rehearsal, I noticed a portrait of sorts in the assembled possessions of one C. Golden:



While making lunch, the sunlight streamed in the kitchen window and illuminated the red pepper that was about to become a part of lunch.

and here's lunch (baked polenta & salad)

hmmm

Just checked my webstatistics for this weblog and have noticed some recent mysterious hits from a geographic location where none of my friends or family live. I have left this weblog 'public' - but hidden from web searches to make it easy for my friends/family. And I would prefer to continue to do so

I am concened that during my first days at the new job, when I briefly accessed this weblog interface, that information was skimmed from the wireless network at the office. This concern is strong enough that I will no longer mention the job here.

However, if any of you have been traveling in the last week, give me a heads up!

sigh

These are the tulips purchased last weekend with an intention to make new images. Nothing came of several attempts on Sunday, and since then they have languished in the sink of my utility room. So sad.


On the job front: I think my boss is next in line for termination....

a report from the mines

my workspace: note the absence of a place to hang a coat. note the absence of drawers.
I requested a desklamp because the corner is dark and reading is difficult - and I have been informed that the office has already exceeded its monthly allowance for office supplies.

The first week on the job has been packed with revelations such as learning that Mr. B, the effective head of the company, eavesdrops on ALL company email. Audaciously, he even pops up to contribute to an electronic exchange that he has been spying on.

On Friday, four people were let go - apparently for no just cause. There were postings on Craigslist for replacements, so this wasn't a layoff. None of the individuals had been counseled for poor performance.

The undercurrent is one of fear. Conversations were whispered throughout the office because there is a visitor from the Asian office who is considered a spy for Mr. B.

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The day the Google cameras rolled down Fremont Ave they caught the Tuning the Air A-frame and banner placed outside FAAC.

First day on the job

You know that old saying; 'if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything?'

Here's Ian mugging while we wait for a video conference with Chinese colleagues who never showed up.


And here's the newest (and perhaps last) version of the banner.

a rainy Saturday

On Thursday, the banner that Curt hangs outside Fremont Abbey every Thursday was damaged. This is the second time in about four weeks that we have found the banner ripped. (Curt suspects vandalism.) I thought about the options (repair, change the orientation, etc) and decided to propose that we use a genuine canvas banner. So I'm working on a draft for a 4'x4' design. (since this will be printed at Kinko's, there is no need to limit ourselves to the 2' width of my printer.)

This is the first (and very rough) draft:



(later) A couple of better drafts:

today's work

This isn't exactly what I'm trying to achieve, but I'm posting it here to remind me of the direction...




light and red tulips

more from the SF visit

visiting sister & niece & nephew

March 2009 Salon meeting

Salon meeting at Gitta's today. Beth Moon was a guest at this meeting.

David w/ self-portrait

Only a few highlights from the day....

Visited Kevyn's studio and found her working on something that is very unusual for her:




In the evening , dropped by Modernbook to be a fly on the wall for the closing session of Gitta's Stanford Continuing Studies course. She and Mark invited feedback from the particpating photographers.

a travel day

In the middle of Oregon, fatigue threatened to overtake, so a stop at a 'rest stop' and a short nap was necessary. Many, many state police patrols out pulling speeders over.

Mt. Shasta

March is here

The printer is alerting me that it is low on yellow ink, so I just checked the ink levels - and inexplicably, I have been using yellow much, much faster than any other color. How strange...
Yesterday an email appeared in my inbox with the subject: Foothill College: Informational Interview I thougth for a moment that one of my job applications has born fruit. But it is an email from a photographer wanting to interview me for her photography class.





I forgot to post about the snow on Thursday. Yes, it snowed - again.

The TTA show on Thursday was a difficult one. I doubt anyone in the audience felt gypped because what the team does is always amazing, but there were lapses of quite significant proportions evident to those who know the material well.

Finished reading Anne Lamott's Joe Jones last night. A friend bought a bunch of copies last year and gave them to several friends - and I was one of those recipients. I have been procrastinating because I just can't seem to find time for contemporary fiction anymore. But I finally picked it up a week or so ago with high expectations based on my friend's enthusiasm. I'm a big fan of Lamott's Operating Instructions - a journal of the first year with her son Sam, but have never felt drawn to her fiction. And this book doesn't change that feeling. I was dissapointed - particularly with its ending. Too much unresolved plot left hanging. Though I admit the descriptions of the Bay Area's landscape and geography made me homesick.

Peeked into a biography of Warren Zevon, I'll Sleep When I'm Dead, I picked up at the library. After a chapter or two, I decided it was unhealthy to read any more. Zevon was not a nice man.

And listening to This American Life's review of the banking crisis puts a damper on an already grey day.

Grasping for something upbeat to post - but can't really think of anything.