August 23, 2014 § Leave a comment
I only met Robin once, and it is a funny and personal memory I will cherish always. I never saw him perform his act live but I think I caught a recording of every show available, plus if I knew he was to be a guest on a show, I did whatever it took to see him. Who didn’t? He didn’t set the standard for comedians, he was in a class all by himself with a style unmatched yet deeply respected by all others in his field. His acting was outstanding as well, yes, and some of my favorite movies are “his” movies. The top 2 are Fisher King and The Birdcage. Both paired him with amazingly talented actors and in both cases he didn’t steal the show yet was phenomenal in his own right.
I get up each morning and think “Am I really getting up today to a world without Robin Williams?” I never thought that would happen, at least not so soon.
Yet my most profound thought regarding his death is this: If it is true that laughter keeps us healthy and may even help us live longer, then we all have had some time taken away from us on this earth.
April 20, 2014 § Leave a comment
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March 22, 2014 § 2 Comments
This may surprise most of you but I am a William Shatner Fan from not way back. Pretty recent development, actually.
His autobiography Up Til Now as well as his recent book Shatner’s Rules (excellent audiobooks, narrated by Bill of course) have accompanied me on my last three road trips. This gives me the illusion that he has come along for the ride. Unexpected benefit, as he is quite chatty and very interesting, are his candor, humor, and good nature. So even though he doesn’t know me and never will, he is feels like a good friend of mine.
We have traveled, along with my dog Bodie and Sock Monkey (who gives up shotgun position for Bill) to Death Valley and the Eastern Sierras, Carson Pass and Alpine County in California, Central and Eastern Oregon, and of course my most recent trip to Arizona, a 3000+ mile canyon-fest. He respects my creative process, which is no surprise, but does not chip in for gas.
Happy Birthday, Bill.
March 12, 2014 § 2 Comments
As I stated in the title, this is for anyone living in a truly urban area, like San Francisco.
I never knew this factoid until I moved up to Sonoma County where rural meets and mingles with urban. It is a totally worthless bit of information, I know, but I like it, so I am sharing it.
As the sun went down this evening, blessedly later due to Daylight Savings (yay!) I heard a surprising sound-something (many somethings, actually) were making jungle-like noises to each other, reminding me that there are many a strange reality to life among the farms and fields: lots of people have pet peacocks. Not caged nor corralled but freely living on their owners’ property, hanging out with cows or in the neighbor’s flower beds adorning their land, sometimes roaming up the golden hills in the afternoon or watching the sunset from an abandoned building.
September 26, 2013 § 1 Comment
This time I am showing off someone else’s creation, depicting a familiar friend of mine.
The photo below is a representation of an original pastel on monotype by Sylvia Gonzalez, a very talented artist from Petaluma who’s work has been a favorite of mine for about 12 years. I didn’t even know she did this one until a little pic came via email a few days ago. Yes, that is my dog, Bodie. This time, I am showing off a work of art featuring my dog while she is still with me, alive and well, hopefully for many years to come.
I just want to say thank you to Sylvia and to anyone who hasn’t seen her spirited, creative, and of course beautiful work, (not just dogs, albeit a favorite theme of mine, but of many natural subjects ) please drop in to her website at sylviagonzalez.com.
What a lovely tribute to a very good dog!
- More of Sylvia’s work. . .
August 13, 2013 § 2 Comments
Three reasons to love the fair for me. I actually went, for the first time ever, which was fun, as I not only took fun fair pics mostly of lights and rides in motion after dark, but because I spent a few hours photographing butterflies at the Butterfly Experience tent. What a wonderful opportunity to capture these beauties with relative ease.
I also entered 3 photographs in a juried competition for photographers, and was pleasantly surprised that all 3 images received ribbons!
May 28, 2013 § 2 Comments
Hey Little Night Heron,
I am so so so sorry I didn’t keep you safe, somehow, some way, last week when you left the safety of your home in the Eucalyptus tree. I watched you wander around the street and grass next to it; I stood in the road to make the cars pay attention, slow down. I should have done more, little guy. I never should have stepped out of the road, never should have trusted the character of the driver who killed you. He was going slow, seemed to be attentive, but when I stepped back he did what I find unthinkable.
Did you see the tires begin to turn more quickly, did you see them angle towards you all of a sudden, or were you mercifully unaware you were about to be cruelly and senselessly murdered?
I think you were gone and didn’t hear me either, but in case you were still writhing in agony, your feathered body broken beyond repair, I apologize for the screams and the angry shouts, the swearing, the sobs. No one should die in such chaos, the fading light of their world filled with dark, hot anger. I am so sorry.
I let you down, my friend, and though I didn’t know you I still cry for you. Forever young. And never forgotten.
Rest in Peace,