
In the Suzzallo Library of the University of Washington.

In the Suzzallo Library of the University of Washington.



At Artcon, a celebration of our mutual friend Art Widner’s 90th birthday. Gualala, California.

This was taken along the most northerly stretch of California’s State Highway 1, also known as the Pacific Coast Highway. At the top you see a gradient of clouds. At the bottom, the sea. And just in-between, a flash of sunlight, on the horizon.


115 S Jackson St, Seattle.


The wind was blowing very strongly.

At the Woodland Park Zoo, Seattle.

The bark Europa, on Lake Union for a Tall Ships festival.

Taken from the side of Interstate 5, near Weed Airport.

At the Oakland Musum of California.

Chewed on by our dog, Sarah. Among my earliest digital pics — this was taken on only the second day of having the Kodak DC4800.

The officiant of a friend’s wedding.
A literal blue moon — the second full moon of a calendar month. This was taken from a parking lot located where Sunset Blvd empties out onto Pacific Coast Highway. (I would call it Pacific Palisades, but it’s in the city limits of Los Angeles.)



At Pomona College. This picture is unusual in that everything other than the scan was done by hand — the assessment of light (ie, no meter), the developing in the darkroom.

So there I was, at a campaign rally in UCLA’s Pauley Pavilion, the night before the US presidential election — Monday, 7 Nov 1988. We were all there to support (or cover) Mike Dukakis, the Democratic candidate for president. And I hear a voice behind me, “Oh, my god! Jerry (Brown, the then-former Governor of California) is talking to Pat! (Also Brown, also a former Governor of California, and Jerry’s father.) He hasn’t done that for years!”
I turned right around, and made this picture. Because I knew, first names by themselves or not, just who was being spoken about.
Sometimes the value of a picture is in the caption, not the picture itself. So here it is — a quasi-estranged son talking to his father. A little blurry, and definitely artless.
But they hadn’t talked to each other for years.

St Matthew’s Episcopal church, designed by Charles Moore. In Pacific Palisades, California.

As it was in Los Angeles, circa 1988. The corner of 1st Street and Alameda Street in Little Tokyo.

Tina Bruce at the Renaissance Pleasure Faire, in the final year it was held in Agoura, Calif.

Here’s an article from the Los Angeles Times about the band, House of Freaks.

Here’s an article from the Los Angeles Times about the band, House of Freaks.
