News From December 2011

Spelunking by Boat in Sardinia

This cave was accessible only by sea.
On a boat taxi that would take us to a beach that is only accessible by sea or on foot. The boat stops in a cave to drop of some cave explorers.
Regina from Spain, now lives in Belgium, and was in Italy with us.
The cave from the boat.
Thomas and Regina relax on the way to the paradise of Cala Luna.
The caves at Cala Luna are massive.
Posted December 30th, 2011 by But then what else is there to do?
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Tumbling down the mountain.

A non-photographic release valve.
Posted December 29th, 2011 by so go and waste more of your precious time.
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More from the island of Sardinia

Sweet little rectangles of existence dredged from the past for you to relive in your mind.
Thomas points at a death announcement poster. These posters advertise who has died with a little bio.
Walk like an Egyptian.
"Yeah, I can see you shooting our photo, fuckin' creep!"
"Ambition is a poor excuse for not having sense enough to be lazy." -Milan Kundera
"Birds are a miracle because they prove to us there is a finer, simpler state of being which we may strive to attain." -Doug Coupland
Posted December 28th, 2011 by Der Furher says der Wienerschnitzel over Arby's
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And our niece Sophia.
Posted December 24th, 2011 by Don't get wasted and drive into a wall this year.
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A trip to the isle of Sardinia, 2010

Such a paradise! Take the chance if it ever comes up.
Yes, I'm shooting your photo young man. And there is not much to do about it but look at me with pity and think to yourself, "You don't want my soul, it's not worth stealing, it will only fill you with hollow sadness."
The 60's never ended here.
Walking up hill in high heels, the generation chasm is immense.
"If youth knew; if age could." -Sigmund Freud
"Few people even scratch the surface, much less exhaust the contemplation of their own experience." -Randolph Bourne
Sweet years indeed.
"Curiosity killed the cat, but for a while I was a suspect." -Steven Wright
"Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known." -Carl Sagan
Posted December 23rd, 2011 by The rich and powerful play there, but the Land+Sea is epic
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Breaking the Split-Screen Barrier

Each one of the images below are caught in between two subsequent frames from the negative strip. (And scanned / blown up from a proof sheet, excuse the quality.)
Sometimes my photographs fail pretty hard. Maybe I didn't put the camera to my face, or maybe I was walking too fast. Either way, my compositions can be flawed with people hugging the edge of the frame and nothing at all in the middle. But then sometimes it looks cool when that happens on two frames together.
Near Harrod's in Knightsbridge.
London's Oxford St.
Sweet eye-patch.
Londoners walking in a busied fashion.
Raining from a taxi, London.
Roma Termini train station, Rome.
Roma Termini.
Italians walking lazily.
Posted December 21st, 2011 by Something new for my minions
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Further Agglomeration of Photographs

Merry Christmas, or maybe X-Mas?
Living stripper, er, mannequin, Huntington Beach.
The men seemed to respond to a live mannequin as opposed to a plastic one.
I wonder if it translated into more bikini sales?
"You'll never find your gold on a sandy beach." -Jim Steinman
Deanna and Ashley enjoy the HB sun...
The wolves circle their prey, who have already been lured into the lair.
"I never think of the future - it comes soon enough." -Albert Einstein
Epic human Geoff Rowley, Costa Mesa, California.
Posted December 20th, 2011 by Don't look away from the tangle of your own thoughts
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An agglomeration of moments in B&W

The continuing story of the existence I'm drifting through.
Whizzing by people in a car yet again - sometimes it all works out and you get a photo that looks like it wasn't shot from a car.
Rare hat holders sighting.
"I have an answering machine in my car. It says, I'm home now. But leave a message and I'll call when I'm out." -Steven Wright
Should have cleaned the dust off this one, oh well.
Get it?
Speaking of ass.
It's curtains for you, see?
The fucking drum circle. I sort of get it, but mostly I don't.
Posted December 19th, 2011 by Poetic verbiage a la pancakes
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An assortment of B&W images

I am currently digitally archiving my entire photo archive. I have been in this process for years. Every single B&W image you have seen on this blog since day one has come from a scanned proof sheet. (That's why they look so crappy.) I have 42 books of negs so far, (and some extraneous boxes and folders) and each book has about 75 proofs in it. (That's over 100,000 photographs.) Once I am finished I will be able to search for keywords and find out where the negatives are. Before I started this it was a nightmare finding them. Books 38-42 are all done and up to date. But going backwards, there is a lot of work to do. So I am currently doing book 37, where these photos are from.
I shoot way too many photos from the car. But when Deanna is driving there is nothing to do but look out and enjoy life. (or read, or draw, or fiddle with technology.) So when we drive by something and there is a camera in my hand, I snap it.
A 'joiner' (two or more photos put together) of ravens on Catalina island.
The story of Hell has scared millions of Americans into belief.
Self Portrait at an Araki show.
Matt B., Long Beach.
Hotel room, St. Paul, MN
St. Paul, Minnesota.
"And in 'Frisco Kid' and in 'The Woman in Red' I had to ride badly. Then you have to really ride well in order to ride badly." -Gene Wilder
Oh Huntington Beach, you're so crazy.
"I'm not trying to be sexy. It's just my way of expressing myself when I move around." -Elvis Presley
Posted December 16th, 2011 by OH well.
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Catalina in late November?

On November 27th Deanna and I went to Catalina Island on a whim. It was the weekend after Thanksgiving. The weather was the mildest it's been all year, and the sea was as calm as I've ever seen it.
The Pacific was so flat it felt like the boat was driving on asphalt.
Avalon Harbor is empty. No boats at all! The docks are mostly pulled up from the pier, the rental boats are stored away, the children's float is gone, it's eerie to see it void of water craft.
My Fave, Joe's Rent-a-boat is closed for the winter.
We were craving to be on the calm water. At Descanso Beach we rented kayaks, and you won't believe me, because we have absolutely no photo documentation to prove it, but we sat still in our kayaks as a pod of over 100 dolphin came barreling at us, diving under or going around us at the last minute. It was quite extraordinary. The sound was incredible. They were followed by dozens of Sea Lions who were chasing the dolphins who were chasing schools of fish. Popping their heads up in curiosity. And later we sat and watched as hundreds of Cormorants took off with a flapping and clapping sound that also was such a sonic treat to see and hear. We felt like film-makers of one of those nature shows, like Oceans. We feel very fortunate.
Brought a vegan cookie from home...
Posted December 15th, 2011 by You won't believe it.
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My Very Strange Monday

I was in the shower thinking about Orange County. How it was a cold and rainy day here. Christmas break has not yet come and everyone was at work on a grey and chilly Monday while I had scolding hot water turning my neck into suede. Then it hit me. Nobody will be at Disneyland today. Once Deanna heard the idea it was over. We were going. Bundle up and be ready to get wet.
The happiest place on earth, because they are raking in cash from saps like us.
But my theory worked out brilliantly. Nobody was there. 17 minutes to get on Space Mountain may be record time for us.
I forgot to make a stupid face. Deanna has just spent the entire 40 seconds you are on the ride screaming and then laughing.
We literally walked on to all the other rides. (By the way, the new Star Tours rips pretty hard.) We walked right into the Haunted Mansion, Indiana, and Pirates. (All themed or re-themed to sell movie$) This is us on Splash Mountain, our own log. The rain was coming down outside and we got even more wet inside.
My go-to move, the thinker as Deanna is in total terror even though this is her 1,000th time on this ride. When we got to the end the kid said, "Wanna go again?"
On the way to Disneyland it hit me, what was I forgetting? Oh shit! We have Dinosaur Jr. tickets tonight with Grant and Ashley! We broke out of Disneyland in time to meet them for dinner and make it to the show in Costa Mesa. This is Pierced Arrows (formerly Dead Moon) opening for them.
It started with a Q&A of the band members by Henry Rollins who is 50 years old and looking good. And he's a big Dinosaur Jr. fan it seems.
They were supposed to play the entire "Bug" album, but tacked a few hits on before and after.
I started out with ear plugs, Dinosaur Jr. is notoriously loud. But after the first song when they shredded into "In a Jar" I yanked them out to go full ear bleed. I regret that now.
Poor Grashly™ didn't have earplugs. I got a message Tuesday morning from Grant. "My ears are still fucked." Welcome Tinnitus.
J. Mascis scorching everyone's faces off with blistering and ear stabbing guitar solos that make your dick vibrate and your eyes wanna pop out of your head.
Murph and Lou also shredding at a very high velocity.
He's like a slow moving expressionless Koala Bear that secretly rips at guitar.
Backstage hook-ups!
The secretive O, who has been getting me backstage since I was a wee lad. Thanks O!
Posted December 13th, 2011
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The people of Gent, and Antwerp, Belgium

Walking and shooting on the fly in Flanders fields...
"Smoking kills. If you're killed, you've lost a very important part of your life." -Brooke Shields
Everyone's mind is plugged into the mini-computer these days, it's not bad, it's just new. In my life we will see the refining of how we as a people interface with the constant connectivity, and the etiquette, manners, and customs that will come as we get used to this relatively new ability.
"All truly great thoughts are conceived by walking." -Friedrich Nietzsche
"Anxiety is love's greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic." -Anais Nin
Antwerp, Belgium on the way to visit the Tim Van Laere Gallery.
This woman was waiting for the tram near Avalon, the vegan restaurant we were heading to for lunch.
These girls were shot from the tram as we sped by...

Let me interject a visit to the Raymond Pettibon show at Regen Projects in LA here:
We came back from Europe excited to see this show.
We were not disappointed.
If you are in LA, see it! Until Dec 22nd.

Back to your regular post------>
This one was from the tram too...
Let me quote your favorite book:
"If a woman does not cover her head, she should have her hair cut off; and if it is a disgrace for a woman to have her hair cut off or shaved off, she should cover her head. A man ought not to cover his head, since he is the image and glory of God; but the woman is the glory of man. For man did not come from woman, but woman from man; neither was man created for woman, but woman for man." (I Corinthians 11:6-9).
Posted December 12th, 2011 by And a little extra tacked on.
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Anniversary trip: London, part 2

The finale of our journey rests in this post. Then it was back to USA for Thanksgiving (er, Black Friday,) Catalina in winter, and fashion shooting.
Crispy mornings along the Thames the sleepy Londoners take a slow start from the drunken night before. The town is ours with a few scant tourists and the busy bustler's getting the worm.
St. Paul's Cathedral before we realized there was an "Occupy" movement going on there.
When we got to St. Paul's there was a massive tent city happening.
Regardless of how much I agree with the various occupy protests, a wide array of leeches follow it for many reasons none of them being political idealism.
This B&W photo was shot at the same spot where I shot the color photo of St. Paul's cathedral above. That's me and Deanna standing in the orb.
Sadly they mean ice skate. Lot's of ice skating going down around London.
Nile Marr, spawn of guitarist Johnny Marr, approached me on Regent Street and stripped his coat off to show me the Transistor Sect shirt he was sporting! Now this is full circle coolness. Says he wears it every show he plays. (He's a rising musician in his own right.) Respect young man.
Swirly whirly through the city of ages...
This new trend of girls wearing just tights out with no skirt or pants has been great for men I suppose. A new way of being virtually naked in public, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. In one day back home here in Orange County I counted over 7 girls wearing only tights, one was see through, one was ripped in the crotch showing a wide patch of inner thigh flesh, and two were on women whose age and weight gave no indication that wearing nothing but a pair of tights would be a good idea or flattering at all. Only one was appropriate, used as "work out wear" by a girl playing beach volleyball. But you could still see her full underwear underneath. It worked for her though, because her body was fit and slender, the very ideal of what the multitudes in the gym are trying for. Anyway, we took a moment to watch the ice skating rink at the Natural History museum. The setting sun sliced through the cloud cover, slipped between the buildings, and shone a spotlight on the ice. The tights that a group of young girls was wearing proved less opaque than they had hoped. They never are! And Deanna and I could make out the color and patterns on these ice-skating panties circling around.
White with little flower polka dots. Tights are not pants! But keep doing it, we all love it.
LOST! Giant diamond ring. Big Reward. I don't think this was "art."
Each time we come this building (called The Shard, because it looks like a shard of glass,) gets a bit higher...
Our 20 year wedding anniversary, Trafalgar Square.
Our 20 year wedding anniversary, Piccadilly Circus.
An anniversary treat?
Off we go...
Leaving the UK for the USA.
From cold and grey, to warm and yellow/orange.
Coming into California as the sun we chased finally beat us and was rounding the horizon. From our height we got a delayed sunset, and a strongly shining star to guide us in.
The tin cannisters that hold latent images - since chemically processed. A few resulting frames can be seen in this very post. The B&W images seen here today were once inside one of these parcels of rolled celluloid.
Posted December 6th, 2011 by Good Bye Sapphire Tuesday, The dentist awaits.
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Anniversary trip: London, part 1

And finally we got to London. (this was Nov. 13th)
We arrived just in time to the Christmas preparations. Hustle and bustle was happening all around. In Covent Garden, a street performer did stunts/haggled for money next to a big decorated tree.
Should have shot this on film, it could be art.
The mood was festive and the ornaments were also disco balls.
Walking through SoHo on our way to book shopping.
And where best to start but the best photo bookstore in London? Claire de Rouen's.
There was a light haze in the ether conjuring thoughts of the prototypical London you read about.
Crossing the bridge to the Queen's Jubilee walk and Southbank.
At the carousel with nobody using it, the attendant has time to catch up on the latest fashion trends.
But it spun nonetheless, and the national colors gyrated round and round in the dimming dusk light.
Saw a version of the World Press Photo show of 2011, and this now famous photo of a Bull fucking up a bullfighter. Go Bulls!
Posted December 5th, 2011 by Hugh Grant cheated on his hooker with a tranny.
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Anniversary trip: Paris, part 3

A short one still in Paris, but off to London...
A peek into the Magnum gallery in Paris to see Jim Goldberg's wall installation. So early it wasn't even open. Wish I could have got in for a closer look at this.
His work is heavy. He asks people to write their stories on the photos he makes. Then will have translations if needed. The people he has been shooting are in migration for many reasons. Looking for a better life, or fleeing war and oppression, rape, slavery.
Our last morning in Paris was charming. A band lifted the mood. We were off to the Gare du Nord train station to catch a train to London.
Posted December 2nd, 2011 by The trip was only 2 weeks
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Anniversary trip: Paris, part 2

Lurking Paris Photo, and beyond...
Hey Sock Team! Sect Sock visits La Sainte-Chapelle (The Holy Chapel.) It's the only surviving building of the Capetian royal palace on the Île de la Cité in the heart of Paris, France. It was commissioned by King Louis IX of France to house his collection of Passion Relics, including the Crown of Thorns - one of the most important relics in medieval Christendom. Finished in the year 1248.
At the Pompidou Center, we saw an Edvard Munch exhibition. No "Scream" though.
The Muska is everywhere...
Ran into a fake Terry Richardson at Paris Photo.
This is the second time I have ran into Steve-O at a vegan restaurant recently. (He's vegan now.) The first time was in Costa Mesa at Native Foods, but this time was at Le Potager du Marais in Paris, so it was much more strange! He's in Europe doing a comedy show tour. Great dude.
Signed some of my new book "Forays into Non-Celluloid Instant-Gratification" at the NoFound fair.
Did a portrait of fellow photographer Koji Onaka.
Had some prints hanging at the Morel Books booth at NoFound too.
At the Offprint Fair I met Yasunori from Super Labo publisher, (who I did a book with) with friend and inspiration Jim Goldberg.
The Paris Metro with Photographer Extraordinaire Deanna Templeton.
Posted December 1st, 2011 by Word on the street is that Morrissey was in bad form...
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