Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Away Mission

Pardon the long gap in posts, but I've been unable to get this site to upload photos for weeks. Seems to be working again, so I'll do my best to catch up. The above shot was taken in early August on my walk home from work.

Saturday, August 05, 2006

No Show

Had a photoshoot scheduled for this afternoon, even put off joining friends at Vancouver, B.C. Pride Weekend--and the model didn't show up. No call, no email. I called his cell, no answer. I seem to have a curse for this, so I'm not surprised. Still--I'm not happy.

Here's a shot I took of myself, while waiting.

Aint Nothin but Blue Sky

Another gorgeous weekend in the Emerald City, just in time for SeaFair.

Thursday, August 03, 2006

In the Night of the Heat

Something I shot during the computer sabbatical. The model is Raven.

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

In Heat

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

The Boy Goes To Oz

When I was eleven or twelve years old, my parents and I went on vacation to Seattle, Washington. It was my first trip to a "big city," and I was dazzled. Mom and Dad had travelled there before, long before I was born, for the 1962 World's Fair, and knew I would love the Seattle Center (the old Fairgrounds). We rode the Monorail. I played around on a Commodore P.E.T., a very early "personal computer." We went up in the Space Needle, the scariest elevator ride I'd ever experienced; but when we got to the top, I announced to my mother, "When I grow up, I want to live here." Mom assumed I meant Seattle. I corrected her: "No, I want to live here." Meaning the Space Needle. It became one of her favorite stories to embarass me with in the future.

Over the years I returned to Seattle as often as I could for weekend getaways, fleeing my redneck roots in Lewiston, Idaho. As I entered the outlying area, before hitting downtown, I would cue Peter Gabriel's song, "Big Time," to play me into the city.

The place where I come from
Is a small town...

It was exactly thirteen years ago today--August 1st, 1993, that I moved all my unearthly belongings to Seattle, after living for 27 years and two months in Idaho. Unfortunately the Needle was still unavailable for occupancy, so I settled for a studio apartment in the Capitol Hill neighborhood, where I live to this day.

Here's a shot I took several years ago when I was walking home from a play.