San Fernando.

Teddy.

Had his balls taken away that day.

Second time going to the annnenberg space for photography.

This time I was further back.

Dan Winters was the lecturer. It surprised me when he started off by showing his early work, which consisted of his version of street photography. The work was very interesting even though it could be argued that it's not street in the traditional sense. Interesting that he started off doing that.

Him and his photo of Obama.

Excuse the scratch.

Book signing.

Outside. Besides one kid (he was probably 6? 7?) I think my friend and I were the youngest people there.

Century City has this almost hospital like sanitary feel.

Went to Venice again. Found some ducks.

Not exactly chronological, since I rewound one roll, switched Trix+3 for Plus-x.

Annenberg again. Memory is disjointed anyway, right?

Venice.

More bikers.

Coca-cola can offering.

That'll be enough for now. I hope you enjoyed looking at them, thanks for viewing. :)

Surprised this one was in focus.

Burned the rest of the roll at home.

Two spiders.

Crazy flare.

Oh hey, clouds.

Now Tri-x. Project for an art class, had to create an album cover. Also featured is the canonet and an article about Sonic Youth with Thurston making a face (including hands with eyes) quite similar to that of the pale man from Pan's Labyrinth.

For the same art class we had to create a sign and put it up somewhere on campus.

We got puppies. (more to come later)

But first, I went to the griffith observatory because I hadn't been since it reopened.

Not very interesting, unfortunately:

I thought I missed him. A second later he was off the floor.

Zeiss telescope!

Ok, more puppies.

He hops when he runs.

They both enjoy laying down at our feet.

Oh, I also got a gecko. Mom's co-worker couldn't take care of it anymore and I said I would. He's cool.

Hello, there!

Printed this one on fiber, but not entirely happy with the print.

My messy desk (featuring sleeping gecko).

I watched Grizzly Man. After seeing Encounters at the End of the World I wanted to see more by Mr. Herzog and this one seemed like a good choice. Turns out it was, a very well done documentary on a fascinating person.

Joys of living in southern california?

My grandmother in the house she raised her children in. I underexposed it because I'm stupid.

Must be something to revisit the house you grew up in, or raised your children in..

Back home.

I thought taking another photography class would help further and advance my photography, but it seems like it's stunted it instead.

The majority of what I've shot this year, thus far, has been extremely personal. Or, in other words, probably wouldn't hold much meaning for anyone but me and a small select group of people.

Maybe when I'm dead all these unposted photos, the ones I don't share, will be uncovered and viewed. Or maybe they'll be lost forever and no one will ever see them. Who knows.

For an art class called 2D design. My sundays are usually spent working on the next project, which, although the semester is almost halfway over, always includes cutting and pasting. Just like in kindergarten.

Trying out a double exposure for the second time. This time I managed to rewind the film the correct amount so that the frames overlap correctly BUT I completely forgot that there was no way I was going to be able to line the camera back up where it was for the first shot. Next time I'll have to remind myself to use a tripod. Or something. Or not do double exposures. Think that might be the better path.

I went to Venice (Beach, wish I meant Italy, though) and found this street performer who stands in glass. He called the lady on the left Japan.

The expressions of the people watching make this for me.

People sleeping, during the day, outside, near the ocean. I feel like I should feel bad for what is probably a homeless person, but I'm not. Instead, I'm jealous. Would it not be nice to be free of the majority of our worries?

There were statues of dogs along this house. And then this dog. And my shadow somehow found its way into the frame as well.

I'll avoid any phallic joke about trees growing out of places.

I think there's something wrong with my Leica, not sure what's going on on the far right of the frame here, and I've seen the same on several other frames.